Beach Treasure
We went for a walk,
just Nan, Pop and me,
and found lots of treasure
washed up by the sea.
Nan found a rock crab
alone on the sand.
It tickled and wriggled
around in my hand.
I found a treasure
beneath the sea grass;
a smooth-as-silk
wave-polished piece of green glass.
But Pop said his treasure
was the best you would see:
he crawled under the jetty
and there he found me!
