Treasure At Gaspe Poem by Lone Dog

I found a hidden treasure chest
On Gaspe's rugged shore.
`Twas there before the pirate days,
A billion years or more.

`Twas booty not from plundered ships -
The spoils of skull and bones.
It was not locked in oaken box,
With goblets, gems and stones.

It glistened not with golden coins,
Nor pearl strands to adorn,
But made me rich beyond my dreams,
One sunlit summer morn.

Its contents were endowed by God
In chest of tidal pool.
It brimmed with urchins, hermit crabs;
Blue mussels were the jewels.

Anemones and skates and stars
In glorious array!
Quaint barnacles and winkles too,
Enriched the gay display.

I gazed and gazed for hours on end
Inside the treasure chest.
The gems within that crystal pool
Outshone a monarch's best!

On bended knee, in silence there,
As I, in rapture, stared,
I pondered on my secret that
With others should be shared.