Real Treasure

Digging the garden
on a Sunday morning
found an urn
filled with things
that I dare not see.
Unearthing it with care
kept it under the shade
went on digging more
with the hope of finding still more
So went on with the work all through
eagerly looking into the pit true
and keeping the ears open wide
wanting to stop the work on side
when I hear a clang loud
I went on digging altogether
five hours went by in hot weather
but could find none other.
Exhausted sat with displeasure
forgetting about the treasure
that lay under the tree.
Slept for a while without glee
got up to find that most of my garden
has been tilted for once all by me
.With gratitude to the treasure lying idle
went back home with a solace great
that I have done a good work at the rate
that proved a reward of its own.