Trinket - Poem by Patti Masterman
No precious stone to adorn you;
No priceless treasure to see you through-
Only a little trinket I be,
To bring thoughts of loving, Sweet, to thee.
So keep this near your heart, my Only
And maybe, I hope, you’ll never be lonely-
Maybe you’ll feel my love through this token
And may your sweet heart never be broken.
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