Treasure Island

Lawrence S. Pertillar

(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

A Value Attached to Match a Compensation


My total being is within.
Not without as you may suspect.
You may believe I should reflect worth.
With a value attached to match a compensation.

My total being is within.
Not without as you may suspect.
You may believe I should reflect worth.
With a value attached to match a compensation.

I am compensated.
But beyond a value you would never be able to designate.
My total being is within not without as you may suspect.
With a value attached to match a compensation.

Even I am unaware of the depth of my treasures.
As long as I know they are there...
My concerns I keep at a minimum.

Submitted: Tuesday, June 01, 2010

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