6 January – Winter coat

I think this silver birch must be rather pleased to see
her trunk wound round and round with rich, thick ivy.
For when it’s so cold and she’s lost all her leaves,
why wouldn’t she fantasise about being evergreen?
How smart to wear a creeping cloak that keeps her warm,
to insulate and decorate her thin, bony form.
How fabulous to be draped and utterly entwined
by forest green that makes her look timelessly fine.
How splendid to enjoy such a dazzling masquerade
while other deciduous trees just mourn how they were made.