I think this revision of the Mother Goose rhyme is incredibly powerful. I wish I knew who wrote it. It makes me think of homeless people and animals during the winter. Then my thoughts drift toward anyone entering a period of hardship or mourning.
When I first sat down to write this melody, it was in major. The round came off as flippant, sweet, and plagal. Then, when I read over the lyrics, I thought it should be in minor– however harder to sing.