A flock of birds is ready to migrate,
and all are looking for a bird named Kate.
Kate is always always late
and finally the others can't wait.
Kate arrives prepared to say 'sorry'
she didn't mean to make anyone worry,
but finds herself quite alone -
the woods are quiet, the birds all gone.
She sits waiting as the day grows dark
hoping the flock may still come back;
she looks to the sky, heaves a sigh,
tries very hard not to cry.
The temperatures drop, there is some frost
and Kate is feeling completely lost
when two squirrels suddenly appear
saying: "please don't worry, dear".
"Come find shelter behind the trees,
the two of us won't let you freeze;
winter in the woods can be fun,
just wait till you meet everyone."
The cold months are indeed good
as Kate makes friends in the wood;
but still you can hear someone complain:
"Kate is late? Surely not again!"