Time Travellers

When I go and see my auntie

she takes me time travelling.

Her shoebox of memories

is a portal

to old Clifton glamour

and GIs on English streets.

If she’s feeling up to it

we’ll take a drive around town

past childhood favourites

that she views

with third eye vision.

This time she spots an ice cream van

and uses her powers

to transport us

back to when she was doing the driving

and I was on tip toes

pointing at the cider apple flavour.

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