While exploring a rocky outcrop
Of a place ever so dear
I stumbled upon some artifacts
From far an so near

Wedged between sand an shell
Weathered timber oh so fine
Perusing inquisitively i spied
Square nail holes depicting time

My thoughts beckoned of the past
Large ships an wild seas
How many foreign hands had touched
'Fore the ocean it did seize

What shore did bore this timber
What type of tree was it
Who shaped an nailed it into place
Where on this ship it fit

Ahh so many questions
Floating in my mind
Gathering all the thoughts i had
Until my next find

Two rock pools an thirty paces
Not far from my last
While spying on tiny blue fish
My eyes they did cast

Upon a tool of ancient times
Unbeknown to me right then
A rock of perfect proportions
From a history of when

The local tribes they did live
On oysters an the sea
Turtles that did beach themselves
Their eggs they did free

A tool of two minds
One way was a knife
A perfect edge for cutting
To get them out of strife

The other was like a hammer
To chip away the shell
Whichever way you held it
The thumb did perfectly dwell

Interesting it is to note
The wonder of this find
Within minutes of each other
Memories of two kind