Blooming Spring

Still Life with Pussy Willows  Vladimir Maximovich Sokolov

Pussy Willow

by Kate L Brown 

Pussy willow wakened 

From her cozy winter nap,
For the frolicking spring breeze, 

On her door would tap.

“It is chilly weather, 

Though the sun feels good;
I will wrap up warmly 

And wear my furry hood.”

Mistress Pussy Willow 

Opened wide her door;
Never had the sunshine 

Seemed so bright before.

Never had the brooklet 

Seemed so full of cheer; 

“Good morning, Pussy Willow, 

Welcome to you, dear.”

Never guest was quainter, 

Than when Pussy came to town,
In her hood of silver gray, 

And tiny coat of brown. 

Happy little children 

Cried with laugh and shout,
“Spring is coming, coming,
Mistress Pussy Willow’s out.”