Jingle Jangle

Silver. Gold.
A door opener I hold
Lets things unfold
Each allocated to a different hole
Pushed in, turned
New medals earned
Other lessons learned
The opener of doors
Locked doors
Closed doors
Leaned on floors
Hung up, not for long
Opening memoirs, treasure boxes
Kept in a drawer for years and years
Taken out, pours out cheers
Keys.