Here unfolds the tale of young Tommy, whose adventurous spirit leads him on a treasure hunt unlike any other. Armed with nothing but an old map and boundless imagination, he delves into the mysteries of his grandparents' backyard. What starts as a quest for material riches soon blossoms into the discovery of a more profound legacy. Let us journey through rhyme and reason as we uncover the true essence of treasure in The Backyard Quest.
In a yard where dreams and shadows play,
Tommy sought a treasure from the lore,
With a map from his granddad's olden day,
He dug where no one had dug before.
The grass was high, the earth was cold,
An ancient willow whispered secrets old,
Tommy's spade hit stones and tales untold,
In search of wealth, his heart was bold.
Beneath the roots where time does sleep,
He found not gems but something more to keep,
Old letters tied, a love so deep,
A watch, a key, memories to keep.
The treasure wasn't gold, nor silver bright,
But stories of a love that fought the night,
Tommy smiled, his eyes alight,
In his grandparents' love, he found true sight.
Author: William Somero | Published: 12/08/2024 | Last Updated: 10/28/2025
In a yard where dreams and shadows play, Tommy sought a treasure from the lore, With a map from his granddad's olden day, He dug where no one had dug before. The grass was high, the earth was cold, An ancient willow whispered secrets old, Tommy's spade hit stones and tales untold, In search of wealth, his heart was bold. Beneath the roots where time does sleep, He found not gems but something more to keep, Old letters tied, a love so deep, A watch, a key, memories to keep. The treasure wasn't gold, nor silver bright, But stories of a love that fought the night, Tommy smiled, his eyes alight, In his grandparents' love, he found true sight.Author: William Somero | Published: 12/08/2024 | Last Updated: 10/28/2025