Another day
Sky so blue it hurts
I stare out of the window
Dream of the other life
My family living down the valley
visiting days
baking days
laughing days
Little house in the Cwm days
Skipping through sheep shit fields
in cotton lawn dresses
flower sprigged, billowing
light against my dark
All fantasy
conjured in this,
my splendid isolation.
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