We daily walk
The same few steps,
With minor
Variations;
Our lives confined,
Habitual —
At our
Appointed stations —
These steps define
The world we see:
Who we call sister,
Brother —
But if we’d each
Had different feet,
We might have been
Each other
To share is human:
I love this one, I’m a creature of habit who loves doing the same walks all over again every week, it’s so comforting