“…All these things I want are bad.
And so I wish…
I wish…I wish…
What DO I wish I had?”
there are some things
I do not wish to be.”
“And that is why
I think that I
Just wish to be like ME.”
“Max!” they shouted with joy.
“Are you staying with us all winter?”
“Yes,” said Max. “Me and My Flock!”
Everyone looked at Irene, hoping she would say something. But all she could say was “Welcome Home!”
–Duck at the Door by Jackie Urbanovic
Some information about wild birds and winter: