STRAW, or FARAWAY the BROOM
Each of the children
was asked to gather
for a broom
a strand of straw.
Then the broom maker
clumped them together,
and tied them to a handle.
Voila a broom.
Pedlers with wagons
of clanging wares
bought the broom
to sell in town.
There a stepmother,
after tough bargaining,
got her a broom
that she carried home,
and forced into the hands
of a cinder girl,
a servant child
who cleaned out the ashes.
She loved her broom
and named it Faraway
because it came
from somewhere better.
One night she swept
the ashes they left
as they traipsed
to the castle ball.
The dust swirled
and turned to magic
that settled to the ground
with someone behind it!
A kind woman who
greeted the girl,
heard her story
and got an idea.
She dressed her up
and set her off
to the castle
in a coach and four.
Yes you know
that this dear girl
who lost that shoe,
married that Prince!
She took from her home
the one thing she loved,
her broom she clutched
in her now clean hands.
She swept out her room,
then the castle clean,
then the kingdom of
most wrong-doers.
And then spic and span,
as most things were,
she gathered to court
the broom maker who
brought all the children
that gathered the straw
for the celebrated broom
known as Faraway!
Picture of Cendrillon from contemporary prints.
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