I did some searching and came up with the original writings made when last the Great Blue Heron landed in my back yard in Candler, NC. Mid Winter of 2010.
This was a collaboration between myself and NaTasha Shealy, however there is no indication here as to who wrote what, so my apologies to Ms. Shealy:
Come back Mister Great Blue Herring Bone suit, the site of You makes me toot my flute. Old Man in ragged coat, a fine feathered Bloke. A Great Blue Heron came at Dusk, Grey of feather, Orange of tusk. Leg like stick on Winter limb, he looked to watch small fishes swim. He prehistoric, not a stork, His long beak both spoon and fork. Sit and watch small fishes swim. Leg like stick on Winter limb.
So there’s that.