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
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Krutsinger Avatar
January 20, 2019 at 7:24 PM
This is whimsical, fun, and so true, I can picture it, Victoria. I do hope you kept it, if only in your imagination, that is enough. Thank you for the share.
Addino Avatar
January 23, 2019 at 5:17 PM
It is kept safe in my imagination Thanks
Devonshire Avatar
January 20, 2019 at 1:47 PM
You can appreciate it, so you should keep it, Victoria. I enjoyed reading of your discovery and the questions that came to you afterward. Nicely done!
Addino Avatar
January 23, 2019 at 5:16 PM
Thank You for your kind words
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