• two birds on a park bench,
    two feathers to one flock.

    one flies away and leaves the other,
    on a bench with blighted moss.

    a finch, a swallow,
    a gull, a jay,
    and one black guillemot,

    fly south and sing of warmer things,
    till the cold is all but naught.


    one bird upon a park bench,
    one feather to one flock.

    It stood alone throughout the weather,
    on a bench whose wood had rot.

    a finch, a swallow,
    a gull, a jay,
    and one black guillemot,

    flew far and knew for sure there'd be,
    one bird left among the frost.