Aster - Another Visit : My Garden ...

ASTER

CHAPTER 4

ANOTHER VISIT

An afternoon of sunshine
To sit outside and dine
on barbecue, pork steaks and ribs.
For those on the street
With houses so neat,
A day for the family and kids.

Carol June was there
By her Daddy's chair
While he did the cooking and fussed.
Her Mom set the table
And old Auntie Mable
Told how real lemonade was a must.

Unknown to those
In short summer clothes,
A world within this estate
Held tempest and beauty
And honor and duty
And the natural unfolding of fate.

The girl wandered back
To her garden tract
And watched and hummed a tune.
A song of the heart,
One to stop and then start
A tear of our Carol June.

MY GARDEN, MY BEAUTY, MY FRIEND
Carol June
(Melody: Tit Willow.)

                In my garden of beauty
                I feel I'm with friends
                'til Mommy and Daddy come home.
                With Daisies and Asters
                In the colors God sends
                Where all of my friends have grown.

          But still there's a spot / that feels empty inside
          For a friend that is mine / and in whom
          I confide
          And will always advise me / and be on my side.
          My garden, my beauty, my friend.

                When soft breezes blow
                 And whisper they care,
                 I listen and wonder and hope.
                 Some fair weather friends
                 seem to share their despair
                 and cause me to struggle and grope.

           I require only one / to be true indeed.
           To look after my heart / when I'm very in need
           And to sway me when I think / of a cruel or
            mean deed.
           My garden, my beauty, my friend.

           Please help me dear flowers / to find my own
            way
           And a truly devoted / friend who will stay
           And show some compassion / on every day.
           My beauty, my garden, my friend.

Hiding near by
With eyes to the sky
And hidden by petals bright,
The garden's sweet fairy
Listened and tarried
And wondered of things wrong and right.

It seemed such a shame
To wish only in vain
For a friend with whom to share
Her thoughts inside
And in whom to confide
And who would always be fair.

"Carol June." A voice rang
As Auntie Mable sang.
"It's time to eat, my pet.
There's fresh corn on the cob,
Enough for a mob,
And barbecue, all you can get."

Mayor Toad looked on
And after Carol was gone
Could tell that the fairy was taken
By the girl's wistful stare
And her loneliness there,
As though her small heart was breaking.

"Aster, we need you now.
But, it will work out somehow.
Things like this do, you see.
Just first things first!
We must deal with the worst
And leave all the details to me."

Her duty was clear,
In this garden lurked fear
For the creatures who loved and played.
They had wished for her
And she loved them sure
And help them she would, though afraid!

"Why look!" said the mayor.
"Yes, look over there!
It's jolly old Harry, the snake.
A bit slow you know
but still a good Joe.
Thought his cousin, last week, was a rake."

"Hello Harry."
Sweetly whispered the fairy.
"You're looking trim today.
It's so nice to see you
And it's also quite true
We'd like to hear what you have to say."

"Oh golly gee,
Miss flower fairy.
Your making my spots turn pink.
Your such a sweet girl
And I love your blond curl.
I'd even do tricks for a wink.

I won't make a scene
But I still can dream
And snakes have feelings too.
They can feel good or bad
Or happy or sad
But lately, I'm just feeling blue."

IF I

Harry the Snake
(Melody: If I Only Had a Brain)

                If I was smart like Bumble Bee,
                I’d invite Miss Fairy to tea
                And impress her with my charms.
                Well, I guess I must confess
                That I'm in such a mess.
                Life's not easy without arms.

                If I could stop my nasty habits
                Of having lunch with rabbits
               And driving squirrels insane,
               I could help the Fairy Aster
               To avoid some small disaster
               And receive some rich acclaim.

                Oh, if I
                Could watch the sky,
                As clouds roll by
                And know the reason why.
                Or if she
                Could look at me
                And really see
                A handsome guy.

                But I guess my rabbit stewing
                And constant squirrel pursuing
                Will always still remain.
                Guess I'll go on sniffing flowers
                And daydreaming here for hours
                About a fairy just the same.

"Oh now, Mister Harry,
I hope you'll be merry.
Mayor Toad and Woolly and I
Will make you feel better,
Right down to the letter.
So good you'll think you could fly.

UP AND CALL OUR NAME

The Fairy, Mayor Toad and Mister Woolly
(Melody: If I Only Had a Brain.)

                When your life's not seeming easy
                And your down and feeling queasy,
                Don't grumble and complain.
                Pick up your spirits sagging
                And your lonely feet a dragging
                And just up and call our name.

                When the skies are awful cloudy
                And things seem kind of rowdy,
                Don't moan and groan and jeer.
                Just walk out in the sun
                And we'll declare you number one
                And we'll say it loud and clear.

                Or you
                Could watch the sky
                And find out why
                The clouds go rolling by

                Or you
                Could make it rain
                Or lion tame
                And get your chance at fame.

                Just remember though you're aching
                And your heart feels like it's breaking,
                You still can always say,
                They're here to help their buddy
                Even if he's kind of funny
                In a lovable sort of way.

"Gosh everyone.
I'm done feeling glum.
You've brightened my day no end.
When next I feel bad
Or lonely or sad
I'll just up and call a friend."

"As the Mayor of this place
I should say it's bad taste
To talk of plans right now
But I must insist
That we plan to resist
The spider's magic somehow."

"Call all who can hear
From far and near
To a meeting this very night.
We'll plan a defense
To work hard against
Rouge Noir's despicable plight."

"I also suggest
Some games for a rest
And maybe a sassafras spinner.
We'll mix our meeting
With a neighborly greeting
While dancing and having our dinner."

Mister Woolly went forth
To the garden up north
And fast Bumble Bee flew east.
Inch Worm did his best
To the puddles out west
And Harry went south to the beast.

~ Robert E Browne ~

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