There are people out there who detect for gold
They're all packing Minelabs or so I'm told
They zero in on nuggets and do so with ease
And believe they've 'made it' they've "arrived' if you please
And there are those who scan a nearby beach
The art so I'm told is hard to teach
With earphones mounted they are in jubilation
Listening to the sounds of 'Discrimination'
But I have a 'TREASURE' that I'd gladly die for
It lies buried but not forgotten, outside my back door
It belonged to a little girl who I loved so much
And yet I still long for her sweet gentle touch
She departed this life, so tragically taken
And left us all broken forever we're shaken
She wore a bracelet of a Heart and Chain
Lost now, but hoped to be found again
For twenty-two years, my wife has made search
Whenever she would till our garden earth
She Knows 'tis here she probes as if blind
Oh what I would pay, for that Bracelet to find.
:rainbow:copyright. Ross.L.Langlands,2017.
They're all packing Minelabs or so I'm told
They zero in on nuggets and do so with ease
And believe they've 'made it' they've "arrived' if you please
And there are those who scan a nearby beach
The art so I'm told is hard to teach
With earphones mounted they are in jubilation
Listening to the sounds of 'Discrimination'
But I have a 'TREASURE' that I'd gladly die for
It lies buried but not forgotten, outside my back door
It belonged to a little girl who I loved so much
And yet I still long for her sweet gentle touch
She departed this life, so tragically taken
And left us all broken forever we're shaken
She wore a bracelet of a Heart and Chain
Lost now, but hoped to be found again
For twenty-two years, my wife has made search
Whenever she would till our garden earth
She Knows 'tis here she probes as if blind
Oh what I would pay, for that Bracelet to find.
:rainbow:copyright. Ross.L.Langlands,2017.
