© 1980 W. Murray Sexton
I’ve looked everywhere and everywhen,
But haven’t heard and haven’t seen
A trace
Of the hoard of lore.
“Oh, the diamonds gleam, the emeralds shine,
The rubies are like crimson wine!”
So sing
The songs of yore.
Knights searching trees and searching seas
Haven’t found a bit of these.
Have I?
Nay, and I’ve searched more.
Over many mens’ pains and many kings reigns,
The hoard of lore still remains --
To coax
Just as ever before.