Sometimes When You Are Out There, You Can Easily Lose Yourself
Costumes on first, clothes on top
and then it was a dash to see
who could get in first, never
bothering about whether it was cold or not
(Dad always let me win, so I got in first).
Sometimes when you are out there
you can easily just lose yourself…
This poem was written by LK, as part of our Talking Journeys project
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