Treasure in the Rough: A Poem About Something Rare

A thing so rare, a true treasure,

A sight to behold, beyond measure.

Like a diamond in the rough,

Or a rose growing in the sluff.

It glows with an inner light,

That shines so bright, it's a sight.

It's a thing that's hard to find,

But when you do, it's one of a kind.

It's a thing that's worth the wait,

For it's beauty, it's truly great.

It's a thing that's worth the chase,

For it's rarity, it's truly ace.

It's a thing that's worth the risk,

For it's worth, it's truly brisk.

A thing so rare, a true treasure,

A sight to behold, beyond measure.

It's a thing that's worth the quest,

For it's something, truly the best.

It's a thing that's worth the prize,

For it's something, truly the skies.

It's a thing that's worth the find,

For it's something, truly one of a kind