Pussywillow, pussywillow, spring you do show,
Tufts of gray fuzz, soft and they do seem to glow,
Ready to pop out, ready to grow,
Ready to show all, to start the new show.

Pussywillow, oh my how you make me smile,
For as a child, your were so worth while,
Such a risqué name, oh my don’t blush
Spring rains and pussywillows, do the land flush.

Pussywillow, those gray mittens pop,
Show is springtime and you are the top,
Pop those mittens, show your new green,
Show us your new growth is not in-between.

Pussywillow, pop and grow,
For soon will be time the fields to sow.
Time for spring to flourish and show
The pussywillow did surely know.

(tomWYO, 032105)

By Tom (tomWYO@aol.com)


Old Memories and Young Hopes

Under the Table

Twilight Time

Long Ago Love

Wintry January (Haiku)

Maybe One More Cup

Winter Haiku (several writers)

The New Marilyn's Place is open for visitors. Click the Thumbnail.

Lara's Den has free E-cards.
I make them and offer them to our visitors and authors.
Click the button to access the index.

And.......for many others, click the index image.

Graphics by Marilyn