Rose Fyleman

1877_1957 / Nottingham

The Willow Princesses

THE tall princesses in the willow tree
They move their lazy, lovely heads about,
They wave their arms, their hair goes stream-
ing out,
Their rustling dresses shimmer like the sea.

But presently they cease to sway and swing
And stand quite still, and whisper gentle


Quietly calling to the little birds
To perch upon their pretty hands and sing.
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