Juan Olivarez - One Mans Treasure

Low tide is here, leaving tidal pools,
With all kinds of treasure left behind.
So I sit in the sand, and pull out my tools,
And start sorting the treasure so devine.

Two sand dollars I pick out of the brine,
And a big old shark's tooth in the sand.
I dropp it in my bucket it's now mine,
Gotta keep going while I still can.

All kinds of shells I stumble upon,
Little ones, big ones, an infinite stream.
But only a few will be going home,
Those special ones, someone saw in a dream.

Strombus, Sundials, and Nautilus shells,
The most beautiful ones I hold in my hand.
Along with a Starfish, that came in on a swell,
Glorious treasure, just lying in the sand.

7/7/10 Alton Texas

Juan Olivarez

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