Treasure

As I wonder

I begin to ponder,

What will the day bring

So that I may sing?

I look all around

And don't hear a sound.

I see something glow

As I begin to blow.

I rush over to collect my treasure.

It is too small to measure.

The round edges show

A brilliant glow.

I gather them up

In a cup.

Will not my mother be proud

And praise me with good sounds.

When I got home

My mother told me to come.

So off I went to show

What I found to glow.

To my surprise

She did not give me a prize

For the treasure I found

On the ground.

©2014 Brady L.B.