The Winters are so short

The Winters are so short -- I'm hardly justified In sending all the Birds away -- And moving into Pod -- Myself -- for scarcely settled -- The Phoebes have begun -- And then -- it's time to strike my Tent -- And open House -- again -- It's mostly, interruptions -- My Summer -- is despoiled -- Because there was a Winter -- once -- And al the Cattle -- starved -- And so there was a Deluge -- And swept the World away -- But Ararat's a Legend -- now -- And no one credits Noah --