The Monster Song

"Good morning, my dear little monster.
A shining new day has begun.
The weeds are in bloom and a mist fills your room
With the gossamer glow of the sun.

A pirate explores near the magical well
Where the water is rippling with dawn.
And her pirate ship sails off the balcony rail,
Flying gracefully down to the lawn.

Good morning, my bright little monster.
The day has been waiting for you
To climb in its trees and to bask in its breeze
As a good little monster should do.

And the animals come to attention
As the small pirate enters the room;
And the porpoise and seal dance a splendid quadrille
While the toys are all singing in tune.

Good morning, my brave little monster.
The world can be yours if you please.
Hear the song of the birds, which they sing without words,
From the tops of the tallest of trees.

And the pirate ship glides and goes lazily by;
Six beetles are swabbing the deck
As a goat and giraffe speak in whispers and laugh
While attempting to measure their necks.

Good morning, my dear little monster.
It’s time to get out of your bed
For you’ve finished your dreams, and as real as they seem,
They are merely the stars in your head.

The pirate looks back at her own cozy room,
Then she smiles and goes gladly along;
And she laughs at the day in her own little way,
And keeps singing her Dear Monster song."



The End.