Treasures

Down on the beach  when the tide is out

Beautiful things lie all about--

Rubies and diamonds and shells and pearls,

Starfish, oysters, and mermaids' curls;

Slabs of black marble cut in the sand,

Veined and smoothed and polished by hand;

And whipped-up foam that I think must be

What mermen use for cream in tea.

These and a million treasures I know

Strew the beach when the tide is low--

But very few people seem to care

For such gems scattered everywhere.

Lots of these jewels I hide away

In an old box I found one day.

And if a beggar asks for bread,

I will give him diamonds instead.

For the children by:

Mary Dixon Thayer

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