Eye Spy

I spy with my little eye,

Some treasures where they lie,

First 

2 bronze keys, old and worn,

From some ancient morning born.

A yellow race car, swift and bright,

Sits beside a bell just right,

While 

2 pins with special care,

Hide behind my pencils there.

Search around my wooden desk,

For these items in their rest,

Count them slowly, one by one,

Till this seeking game is done!

I spy with my little eye,

Treasures where the seabirds fly!

2 starfish in the golden sand,

4 sand dollars, near where I stand.

Pieces of glass, smooth and green,

2 of them with ocean sheen.

3 periwinkles rolling by,

Under the bright and sunny sky.

Can you find them where they hide?

Scattered by the rolling tide?

Count them up, tell me true—

These beach treasures left for you!