It sits in the valley
surrounded by
lots of tall firs
and mountains that fly
White facing houses
All built facing the sun
to the right down the valley
Where The old town, homespun
of ancient acclaim
listed buildings of stone
Dolgellau a story book comes to life
shown
to be vastly up bringing a romance
that we
from Awelfa out yonder
oh yes we all see
a grey autumn sky
a stillness, though
bushes on stalks
in front of me grow
these newer buildings
are facing repairs
not built like the old places
Where ancientness shares
a timid retreat dry stone walls
committed to age
a mysterious sight
clearly way off the page.