A Golden Find

While wandering along the shore A bar of gold washed up upon my feet From the oceans floor the Earths core A shipwreck a pirates fleet from who from where not from thin air Part of a treasure waiting to be found Did it break free from years and years of company ,gems and pearls twisted and bound Is there a treasure waiting to be found It has no markings it’s very old a blind find Maybe one of a kind I’m sure there’s many who seek its riches Not for beauty nor its history not an interest in its mystery Should I throw it back its part of the sea it traveled for years but why now me I’ll treasure its past give it a new land It will never be held by any wrong hand