Flashback

Same whitewash frontage as it always was,


Brass numbers secured above the door.


The bay window unadorned, no reindeer transfers


or strings of bells dipping along the glass pane.




No bonsai bush in the front porch with delicate


metallic baubles that we used to love putting in place.

Christmas house dressing at Nan's was always a highlight of the festive build up.

Many years later I pause outside her house

and bask in a decades worth of memories from this annual tradition.

Flashback by flashback decorates

the blank canvas and again I recognise
where I am.

Merry Christmas Nan x