Out on the porch in freezing cold
Listening to the birds sing
See them sit with feathers fluffed up
Enduring what cold brings
"Spring, spring", they sing, "soon will be here".
I can't believe their song
The roosters sing back, "cock-a-doodle-do".
Their voices are so strong
Boredom flew right up in the clouds
It enjoys the swift ride
The cold north wind blows, rustles leaves