Greta and Peter in Good Luck Land

Greta and Peter in Good luck land Right here by the water they call Zuyder Zee, little Greta and peter, two children we see. Whose home is the cottage so cozy and wee. There father was kind and there mother sweet; she tripped to and fro with such fast flying feet to keep the wee cottage so clean and so neat. Far out in the water, so wide and so blue, their father went sailing quite all the day through to bring home fresh fish as all fisherman do. “little greta and peter help your mother today” said father, and them kissed them and sailed away “when the work is all done is the best time to play” “come children” cried mother “the fire is burning low, the oven grows cold and the pot bubbles slow, so bring me some fireword and make haste to go” So greta and peter at their mothers command, went here and went there seeking wood, hand in hand, but fell sound asleep after a while on the sand. And while they were dreaming, oh my and ah me, they cried “Mother wait, such a strange boat we see, the strangest to ever sail on Zuyder Zee. And then in a dream they pushed out from the shore in a little bark boat, with the tiniest oar, and thought of the firewood and mother no more. The waves pushed them far on the blue Zuyder Zee, till they hailed the strange boat they had sailed out to see, the most wonderful, wonderful boat that could be. For it glittered like gold like a great golden shoe, and the sea nymphs it bore and mermaids for the crew, hailed Greta and peter and children they knew. Cried Greta and peter: “we came out to see the queen of the mermaids; please tell us if she sails on this strange boat on the Zuyder Zee” Then forth came the queen with sea-spray in her hair, kissed them both kindly and welcomed them there, and off the set sail for good luck land so fair. “please what is good luck land, and where may it be?” cried Greta and peter “and what will we see?’ “Tis down” said the queen “in the great Zuyder zee” Then down sank the boat at the mermaids command, down, down through the water to reach good luck land. Through pink coral forests the queen mermaid led, and showed them pearl oysters, asleep in their bed. And little sea horses some white and some red And when it grew dark all the star-fish came out, like stars in the night time, and shone all about. While jolly sea urchins would chatter and shout. “See, greta and peter” the queen mermaid said “how the pearl oyster works over there in his bed, and the star fish shine bright in the sea overhead. That’s why it’s Good luck land. For each does his share, so each one has plenty of play time to spare” And then the queen mermaid vanished into the air. “Why, Greta, why Peter” again mother’s cry they heard and woke up on the warm sand and dry to see the sun shining far up in the sky. Then off for the firewood they scampered away: “for if we do our share as we should every day,” said Greta “Our dear mother will have time to play” “Why Greta, Why peter” cried mother that day. “So long were you gone, tell me where did you stray?” “We’ve been in Good luck land dear mother,” said they “and mother we’ve learned there is time to spare for you and for us and for folks everywhere as there is in Good luck land if each does there share!” The End