Pagan poem for the curly willow.

The Curly Willow
The curly Willow waves in the wind,
Not one leaf does it show,
Whitened branches steadily sway
Waiting for Winter snow.
Its braches covered in ribbons,
Of red, yellow and blue,
“Oh”tell me Curly willow tree
Who comes to visit you ?.
The curly willow tree
Just stands there, nothing does it say
But watches all the world go by
Upon St Brigits day.


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