Pussy willows, cat-tails, soft wind and rose
Rain pours in the woodland, what a tune I meet
Shrivering, quivering, the warm breath of Spring
Pussy willows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses
Cat-birds and corn fields, daydreams together
Righting on their broad side, the dust gets in your eyes
Wavering, disheveling, the summer nights can be
Pussy willows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses
Slanted rails and coloured pails, stark blue horizons
Naked limbs and pet pins hazy afternoons
Voicing, rejoicing, the world comes to being
Pussy willows, cat-tails, soft winds roses
Harsh nights and candlelights, wood fires a-blazing
Soft lips and fingertips, questioning my soul
Treasuring, remembering, the promise of Spring
Pussy willows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses
Pussy willows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses.
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