Waiting

This needs music. I can't write music. :'-(

Hush now sister,
Our daddy's coming soon.
Perhaps the tide will bring him in
Before the rising moon.

Hush now sister,
And sit down here with me.
We'll be the first to spy his ship
Come sailing on the sea.

Hush now sister,
Although it's been four years,
Daddy told us he'd come home,
So wipe away your tears.

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