Legend of the Mermaids

This is not my shoreline story, my family use to read this story to me anytime I asked. I loved everything about this story. I've never known who the author was. This bed time story always comes to mind whenever I walk along the shoreline.

My favorite childhood bedtime story was one my father read to me. I always envisioned beautiful mermaids in deep, clear, cold water, the sun shining down on the mermaids as they sing their mystical songs entertaining all the sea horses that would gather and float around while they sang and danced and washed their colourful clothes.

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The Legend of the Mermaids.

On the beach where the children and their parents play, White-capped waves dash, roll and roar all day. The Mermaids just love to say... swim on over and join us in play.

Bringing froth, fish, and tossing foam so white,

Gosh, it really is a lovely, delightful, beautiful sight!

Dipping, and diving, splashing and swimming, the Mermaids desire is to spend every moment playing.

Do you know my dear , what the Fairies tell,

The Fairies say they are the secret beauties that rule the under world of the sea, they are the beauties that make the white foam on evoapery swell you see, *GASP* really? the children wide eyed would ask. mermaids swell the sea you say? Well Yes my dears, the mermaids are washing their clothes on that day, And those bubbly swells you see, are from the Mermaids using their favorite Fairie sea soap suds. That's what the legend says at least.

In the caves of the deep blue sea, dwell the mermaids, Mermen, and their families, happy, singing, dancing, and carefree. Their wash-tub is a deep, pink sea-shell, ( or at least that's what the Fairies tell.) They hang their clothes on a sea-weed rope, and hope the dolphins don't swim to close. The Mermaids always lovingly wash their clothes with their favorite green Fairy time sea

. Those suds float up from their deep blue sea-caves, And that's the foam you see sitting on top of the waves from their deep blue caves.

Their clothes now clean, the mermaids are free to roam and play amongst the sea all day today.

Well, at least Unti another day, when the beautiful pink sea shell comes out of their caves and the Mermaids start their laundry day.
We will miss those fresh, white capped frothy waves.

Dashing, rolling and roaring all day.

This is not my story, my family use to read this story to me anytime I asked. I loved everything about this story. I've never known who the author was. This bed time story always comes to mind whenever I walk along the shoreine.

My favorite childhood bedtime story was one my father read to me. I always envisioned beautiful mermaids in deep, clear, cold water, the sun shining down on the mermaids as they sing their mystical songs entertaining all the sea horses that would gather and float around while they sang and danced and washed their colourful clothes.

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The Legend of the Mermaids.

On the beach where the children and their parents play, White-capped waves dash, roll and roar all day. The Mermaids just love to say... swim on over and join us in play. Bringing froth, fish, and tossing foam so white, Gosh, it really is a lovely, delightful, beautiful sight!

Dipping, and diving, splashing and swimming, the Mermaids desire is to spend every moment playing.

And you know my dear , what the Fairies tell, The Fairies say they are the secret beauties that rule the under world of the sea, they are the beauties that make the white foam on every swell you see, *GASP* really? the children wide eyed would ask. mermaids swell the sea you say? Well Yes my dears, the mermaids are washing their clothes to-day, And those bubbly swells you see, are from the Mermaids using their favorite Fairie sea suds. That's what the legend says at least. In the caves of the deep blue sea, dwell the mermaids and their families, happy, singing, dancing and carefree; Their wash-tub is a deep pink sea-shell, ( or at least that's what the Fairies tell.) They hang their clothes on a sea-weed rope, and hope the dolphins don't swim to close. The Mermaids always lovingly wash their clothes with their favorite green Fairy time sea . Those suds float up from their deep blue sea-caves, And that's the foam you see sitting on top of the waves from their deep blue caves. Their clothes now clean, the mermaids are free to roam and play amongst the sea all day today. Well, at least Unti another day, when the beautiful pink sea shell comes out of their caves and the Mermaids start their laundry day. We will miss those fresh, white capped frothy waves.

Dashing, rolling and roaring all day.

Lucky is the one who catches them laughing, playing, swaying, or singing merrily.

Oh, The Mermaids...
The Mermaids are free, free as can be, how humans would love to spot just one, they are mesmerizing, interesting, and always having fun!

But the Merman

The Merman are different, scary and strong, they don't believe that humans belong, deep in the ocean were their merchildren play, for a Merman wants his family safe near their cave.

The Merman hunt, feed and teach, being the bearer of all that is good.

The merchildren flock around the merman, hoping for a treat or three, for you see, the merman know how to keep his children dancing in the waves of the great blue sea.

The legend of the Mermaids is as true as can be, a legend, a tale

For they are the beauty of the Sea....