Now that I live in a flat
and there’s a lift to use
I rarely have to scale the stairs
up to the second floor.

However sometimes I feel that
I need to take a little exercise
and then I use the stairs,
and engage on a strategic pause
at the half-way stage.

But soon I fear this practice
may have to have its ending.
Yesterday I took a pause
upon the first floor landing
and when I started off again
my face produced a frown.
I simply couldn’t recall if
I was going up or down.