'Why oh why' wove willow tops
Soft torn hair, wraithing locks.
Face awash with mist and pearl
Eyestones brimming emerald whirl.

Snow white dress, transparent, fine
Crowds and flutters ‘gainst body line.

Hands sweet delicate, flutter free
The longing and the butterfly
May I sing your lullaby,

Why oh why wove willow tops..…

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