Here now gone again,
Sand and sea polish
This stone flung upon the coast
Rolling in the surf
Feet scamper out
Into ice cold water
Because of one small shining stone
Glimpsed from afar
Shining stone, wet sand
Eager fingers grab it up
Then running back to the group
Marvel at the find
Birds flew overhead
Wind whipped the hair
Focus was on the rocks in hand
Translucent color there
Glistening rock in the light
Beauty at the coast
Eyes marvel at variety seen
In the jumbled heap
These orbs of colored quartz,
Pulled from cliff and beach
By winters stormy day
To this sandy place
Pelicans fly the tidal waters
Seagulls cry above
The time and place had magic
Treasure was found today!