Pussy Willow Poems & Quotes

I know a little pussy

Her coat is silver gray
She lives down in the meadow
Not very far away.

Though she is a pussy
She’ll never be a cat.
She is a pussy willow.
Now what do you think of that!
Traditional

“Pussy Willows”

Clad in furry goods,
And a robin singing
In the maple woods.
There’s a springing crocus,
And a budding larch,
Who’d ever think the Springtime
Came along in March.

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