THE PUSSY WILLOWS.
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The Pussy Willows, far and near, Give warning when the spring is here; And every little child I know Can tell where Pussy Willows grow. While winter snows are whirling ’round No Pussy Willows can be found; But, dreaming in their beds, they hear The first awakening of the year. Then soon through frosty windows peep The downy Pussies, roused from sleep. “The spring is here!” they softly purr— And out they pop to welcome her.
—Sara Tawney Lefferts.