One key bearing many key rings is sometimes little too much,
Sometimes it defines to bind many more together as such.
One is given from mother reminding her sacrifices,
The one from father is telling about many vices.
One ring from sister is expressing the love,
Other one from brother is comparing with the dove.
One from the friends is showing how to be together,
One ring from the boy next door who is asking out forever.
One ring from don’t remember whom,
Keep shouting there’s no more room.
One ring should be there for dreams,
One ring needs to be mine for all the life’s tricks and trims.
I know the ring can hold many more key rings,
There will be no attached strings.
Key rings are much like the wings,
And tremendous happiness it brings.
