Captain Blue's Treasure Map

A sandy pirate beach, so wide and grand, Where salty breezes kissed the golden sand!

A map in a bottle, washed ashore one day, "Captain Blue's Treasure Map!" it seemed to say.

Captain Blue, with beard a tangled blue, His Parrot perched, "Caw! Adventure for you!" And Crabby the Crab, with his sideways scuttle, All ready to rumble, right out of their huddle.

"X marks the spot!" the Captain did declare, "Let's follow this map, with nary a care!" First, ten paces north, towards a palm so tall, The Parrot squawked loud, heeding nature's call.

Then, five steps eastward, past a beached old boat, Where Crabby the Crab performed a funny float. Three steps southward, near a seashell shrine, The treasure felt closer, a feeling so divine!

They dug and they sifted, with shovels and glee, "Where is the gold? Where can it be?" No jewels, no doubloons, no chests overflowing, Just a bucket and spade, seeds of wonder growing!

Sandcastle tools! For building so high, Reaching for clouds, beneath the vast sky! Captain Blue laughed, "The greatest treasure, you see, Is the fun we create, wild and free!"