The Best Treasure

There are veins in the hills where jewels hide,
And gold lies buried deep;
There are harbor-towns where the great ships ride,
And fame and fortune sleep;

But land and sea through we tireless rove,
And follow each trail to the end,
Whatever the wealth of our treasure-trove,
The best we shall find is a friend.

By: John J. Moment

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