Contained

When I was a child I had a chest
and thought that chest the very best.

And in that very best of chests I hid my treasures
and sorted those treasures according to their measures.

And in that best of chests of measured treasures there was a key:
a key that was the most important thing to me.

For the key that was, to me, a highly measured treasure resting in my best of chests was for the king of all locks,
a lock that went with a most magnificent box.

So I hid, with cleverness and pride,
the measured treasured key that was important to me that went with the box bound by the king of all locks in my very best of chests
so NO ONE else could get inside.