After eating a good meal that we will remember for a long time,
we wander around the cobbled streets
of this old town.
We head up to St Chads to see the fireworks,
and they open the gates to let us in-
an unexpected gift.
The fireworks open like flowers before us in the black night,
and I think about all the times that I have seen them,
and all the places in my life that I have been when I have been watching them.
elisabeth pike 