In going from room to room in the dark, <br />I reached out blindly to save my face, <br />But neglected, however lightly, to lace <br />My fingers and close my arms in an arc. <br />A slim door got in past my guard, <br />And hit me a blow in the head so hard <br />I had my native simile jarred. <br />So people and things don't pair any more <br />With what they used to pair with before.<br /><br />Robert Lee Frost<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/door-in-the-dark-the/
