The feel of each indented letter
And coffee bean
Vertically down the mug
Is a feel I will always remember
The darkness I would open the upstairs door to
Unless I took the downstairs door
Which was illuminated by the laundry light
Is a dark and a light I will always remember
The way I flipped on the far light switch
Instead of the one nearest to me
Instinctively
Is a way I will always remember
The sun setting walk down my street
To my house
Is a walk I will always remember
I always wanted to run
But my feet kept a walking pace
The pain from falling from a tree
I always climb
Is an pain unforgiving but in all understanding
These things have to happen