Last night the snow came down in heavy flake
Leaving a gleaming blanket on the ground
No food was left for hungry birds to take
To brace the cold, they huddled as a mound
My heart could not endure that woeful sight
I went outside, scattering seeds on the snow
Their hunger summoned, they showed no sign of fright
I stood nearby and saw them come and go
Flying up and down the barren tree
They sang with joy a happy symphony
Together they enjoyed their happy meal
Conversing with each other, it seemed to me
As in a trance, a passion filled my heart
A burning wish to join their happy flight