In the hush of an ancient burial ground,
The remains of a baby and a seahorse found,
Unearthed from the depths of time’s embrace,
Sending shivers down onlookers’ face.

A chilling discovery, a sight so rare,
A baby and a seahorse in a solemn pair,
Entwined in a burial ceremony of old,
Unveiling a millennium-old enigma untold.

Viewers gasped at the eerie sight,
A baby cradled by a seahorse in the light,
In the echoes of a ritual long forgotten,
A mystery from history’s garden begotten.

The delicate bones, a silent tale,
Whispers of a time where myths prevail,
A baby and a seahorse, an unlikely pair,
Bound in a ceremony beyond compare.

Shivers down the spine, a haunting air,
As the enigma of the ages laid bare,
In the union of innocence and sea,
A mystery that defies history’s decree.

What secrets lay in this ancient embrace?
What story does this burial place?
A baby and a seahorse, together entwined,
In a burial ritual of a different kind.

The viewers pondered, their minds ablaze,
At the sight that time could not erase,
A millennium-old enigma unfurled,
In the remains of a baby and a seahorse, the world twirled.

As the shadows of history began to part,
Revealing a glimpse of a long-lost heart,
The baby and the seahorse, a poignant pair,
In the ancient burial ground’s solemn air.