A Treasure Found

Written by: Sharon Ruebel

     hold it to your ear my dear
     and listen as its sound is clear
     the hissing ocean waves depart
     and leave such thrills upon ones heart

     the sound it echoes loud then soft
     imagining the breeze aloft
     you close your eyes and visualize
     the ships at sea and what might be

     you hear the tide both ebb and flow
     as nature plans to keep it so
     a treasure found and held so tight
     you make a wish with all your might

     so hold it to your ear my dear
     and listen as its sound is clear
     imagine where you want to be
     perhaps a sailing ship at sea...