Treasure Found

I searched beyond the hills and found
A treasure, gold and silver bars
It’s amazing what is in the ground

I’d spent years searching all around
A bounty sealed in Mason jars
I shouted out at what I’d found

Alerted to the beeping sound
Like the sparkling of the hiding stars
It’s amazing what is in the ground

I searched beyond and all around
Resting, waiting, nothing mars
I shouted out at what I’d found

Yet many treasures still abound
Waiting there like brand new stars
It’s amazing what is in the ground

Again I’ll hear that beeping sound
When treasure waits below in jars
I might employ my trusty hound
While searching o’er the country ground
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Wigley Avatar
March 16, 2015 at 4:51 AM
Living in a place built over a Roman settlement, I keep promising myself to buy a metal detector. Maybe I'll find that jar. Nice write, John. PS- can I borrow your dog? :) Viv
Squires Avatar
March 16, 2015 at 5:04 PM
I read of a man over in Italy who waits for construction projects and gets permission to search their dirt piles when they dig ditches and holes. He finds many ancient coins and artifacts. That way you don't have to do much digging.
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