Folder of memories, once only wishes,
Tell me the story of my making.
From UK days out in London and York,
To Germany, Ireland, America and more
I have collected you over the years
To remind myself that I was never
Formed of one culture, of whatever
Those who shout “Britishness”
Think that it is, but am in some part
Of me some part of all of you
And was formed not of my beginnings,
But of my choices to visit you;
Now where I am from is everywhere
And who I will become in later life
Is everything and everyone.


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