Silver tips the willow now
Terminal on every bough
Buds brought on by
Warming spring
Ready to split
And leaf again
And in time, when
Catkins pussy'd hang, shed
To the wind their dust of seed.
Terminal on every bough
Buds brought on by
Warming spring
Ready to split
And leaf again
And in time, when
Catkins pussy'd hang, shed
To the wind their dust of seed.