Poetry

Traveller …

When you look at yourself, what do you see? Do you see what you’ve created or have you become something already written?

How do you travel?

Poem by Molly from Transatlantic Notes called ’Traveller’: “I begin to recognize more of who I am as I get older. A journey's gift that finally declares; there you are, welcome home."

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