FebulousFebruary 2026: The Old Photograph

CHILDHOOD VISIONS

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New red wellies ​

and a paradise of puddles.​

Watching the water drop like shiny glass beads,​

as vivid as time lapse.​

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My dog meeting me from school​

cosying into her kennel​

Smelling  of straw and warm puppies.​

Sharing love.​

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Secret den,​

a couple of old doors​

leaning against the back of the shed.​

Glorious isolation​

but of course the secret​

was only in my soul.​

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Playing in the pain cold stream,​

Lifting stones.​

The flash of an eel,​

a caddis fly in her clever little house,​

made of a hundred colourful stones.​

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Such brief visions​

but I can hear, ​

smell, touch and feel them today​

as clearly and magically as I did then.​

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Megan Williams

65

Dolfach, Mid Wales