A young boy was playing in the yard

Digging for buried treasure

Thinking he had struck gold

Unearthing a rusty old horseshoe

He took it inside to cleaned it up

His father helped him oil it

He spent hours playing with it

Throwing it towards a stake in the ground

At night the horseshoe slept by his bed

He picked it up if he had a bad dream

Falling asleep while holding tight

His horseshoe never left his side

He carried it to school in his bag

Placing it on his desk in class

Holding it during his exams

Carrying it to his graduation

He took it on his first date

Introducing it to his girl

She could feel the energy of the horseshoe

As they both held it on their first kiss

The horseshoe came to their wedding

Decorated with white ribbons

Watching over them at the ceremony

They held it proudly for all the photographs

When he got the call from the hospital

He raced there with his horseshoe

Just in time to meet a new arrival

He held his baby son close to his horseshoe

He taught his son to play horseshoe games

Put the horseshoe by his bed when he was sick

Held the horseshoe when his son graduated

He fell ill in his senior years

The horseshoe stayed at his bedside

He held it when he passed away

People gathered at the graveside

Sad faces saying their last goodbyes

The casket was lowered into the hole

His wife was clutching the horseshoe

When she got home she told her son to bury it in his yard

Until his own son was old enough to dig for treasure