Frequently, I find myself looking for keys--to the car, the house, all the things we lock up. Of course, I've also searched for keys to good health, contentment, someone's heart. It's always a thrill, and a relief, when I finally find what I believe I've lost. Imagine the jangle of the keys in the above photo. I hope the image inspires a poem, short story, or something more. When you're done, send it my way. I'd love to read it.