Keys without locks, heavy to carry ⚖️, a load on my heart, a heart full of worry 🤕. I hold them close to myself, fearing to let go 💔. But what's the purpose of these keys, with no home to get? 🏠. They jingle and jangle, reminding of loss 😔, of something cherished once, now just a cross ✝️. I search high and low for the locks they...