Question

Write a short poem from the perspective of a traveler during the 1930s

In your own words

Answer 1

Answer:

If once you have slept on an island

You’ll never be quite the same;

You may look as you looked the day before

And go by the same old name,

You may bustle about in street and shop;

You may sit at home and sew,

But you’ll see blue water and wheeling gulls

Wherever your feet may go.

Explanation:

Answer 2

Still taking them back.