Junction 38 of M4
Town of steel .
Its 4pm.on a winter’s day
Sun streaming through the blast furnace smoke .
As I glance to my left as I drive towards home.
To my right green mountains a rainbow arcs across to margam.
I love this place .
Beautiful partnership of industrial landscape sliding into beautiful Swansea bay.
Mumbles light house comes into view
Shimmering in the cold sunlight
Sing song lilt of wenglish
Sleeping toddler stirs I her car seat beside me .
My little Welsh grand daughter.
How blessed I am.
To be a part of this landscape.
I smile to myself.
Remembering my childhood wish
Every candle blown
Every wish bone
Every dandelion clock.
Close my eyes tight shut
And never tell a soul
What did you wish?
I’d smile keep my secret
Don’t tell or it won’t come true.
As I turn onto the canalpath where I live
Row of colourful cottages
Geese honk a friendly welcome home
As I carry my sleeping grand daughter in my arms and lie her carefully on a warm blanket by a roaring cottage fire .
Wishes do come true
I’m here this is my wish
All that I wished for and more