
The following poem was carried by a South African Pilgrim and presented at Refugio Gaucelmo…
To the Pilgrim

The following poem was carried by a South African Pilgrim and presented at Refugio Gaucelmo…
To the Pilgrim
very well written, I liked it a lot!
It is well written, but I didn’t write it. Thanks for your comment, though – I’ll reformat so that’s more clear 🙂
[…] that far from my mind. We talked of Santiago de Compostela, and she quoted a poem from memory (To the Pilgrim). By the time we parted at the bus station in Perugia, I’d decided to start planning once […]
[…] left me with a poem. It’s one of the first things I posted on this blog, actually. You can read it here. We’ve kept up through emails ever since. I wish I would have walked her home that night, but […]
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