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Tea In Llandudno.

We stopped for a while

to drink a cup of tea

near the railings

and the far off sea

that surrounded the fort

of Llandudno, holding it ransom,

holding back an acre of time

for us to talk of the decades

that separated us but the love

that had bound us forever.

It perhaps was not the most beautiful spot,

the most exciting

or indeed the one that cradled

our relationship

as grandmother and grandson,

the cliffs overlooking Petit Bot Bay

now long gone and clouded