Poor Man's Treasure

• Layah Conry, Grade 10, Calvin Secondary School
• Poetry
• 2015

Finalist in the 'The Write Track 2015' competition

I know a place of sapphire seas,
Of dazzling white gold sand.
With bays of liquid emerald
Skirting flourishing bushland.

Quartz waves caress the beach,
A friendship formed through time.
Jewelled birds soar through the trees
Like flying bells they chime.

The water is an icy fire
Burning deep inside.
My soul is silenced by the sound
Of the ocean's cry.

Here I found the purest gems,
Perfection beyond measure.
The gift that everyone should keep,
The priceless Poor Man's Treasure.