Come little sister, come with me,
Down to the seashore, down to the sea.
We’ll search and find some pretty shells,
And hear the stories the wavelet tells,
Tall tales of ships that sail afar
Finding their way by the leading star.
Perhaps, if we’re lucky, we might find
A Selkie child, who wouldn’t mind
Joining us in some happy play,
While he stays a human child all day.
Or maybe we’ll find a treasure trove,
Hidden by pirates in a secret cove.
We’d choose some jewels for Mama dear,
‘Twould make her happy, bring her cheer.
That would be fun, but, it’s just a dream.
But in shallows, where small things teem,
There just might be a pretty starfish.
We can pretend, and each make a wish.
I don’t what wish I’d make, do you?
You’d wish for a kitten that says mew?
A fluffy grey kitten is what you’d like?
Oh, now I know, I’d wish for a bike!
Ha ha, little sister, isn’t this fun?
I am so happy, I want to run!
Let’s run, and see how far we can go,
Splashing the water with heel and toe.
Oh, dear, little sister, look at the sun!
It’s setting, and that’s an end to our fun.
We must head back to Mama and home,
But maybe tomorrow we’ll once more roam
Down to the seashore, down to the sea,
And play again with the young Selkie.
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