Another Year Approaches

As another year approaches

On the back of a brisk breeze

The garden comes alive

Against the backdrop

Of a clear sky

Just a tiny silver plane high

In the distance

Dragging a short tail

Of vapour trail

Sun glances

Gilding the topmost branches

Of the silver birches

Last year’s yellow rags

Of willow leaves

Ripple and dance

Having seen

No winter frost or snow

The grass is still green

The yearly snowdrops

Remain unseen


© Kim M. Russell