The Treasure Box - Poem by Paige Scott
I have a treasure, dear friend of mine.
I have cherished it long, you know.
Really, it’s a part of me;
I am ready to share it though.
It isn’t very beautiful—
In fact, it’s rather plain.
But I give you possession—
Don’t take it with disdain.
I put it in a little box and
Locked it with a key.
But now I give them both to you.
Do keep them safe for me.
The treasure box, within its walls,
Holds something fervent and true.
Though precious as I think it to be,
It's not fit for one royal as you.
I know it mustn’t seem like much,
But I give it, full of care.
And I don’t expect one in return.
I wouldn’t even dare.
So now this pitiful thing is yours.
I give it to you this day.
And for your lifetime, it is yours
To keep safe for always.
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