River Mersey seen from our bedroom window

The river a sliver of silver 

slashed by the trees 

soon to green up 

and hide our view of the ships

the sandbanks and the high tides.

Bounded on the far shore by a skein of amber lights.

Proof of roads and people over there.

Further away the hills of Deeside,

And further still the wilds of Snowdonia.

At our old home I could see Snowdon from my bed.

Here I see a river and hills 

but not a mighty mountain.