B10:31
I walk the same way home every day.
我每天走同一条路回家。
The streetlights glow like old friends.
路灯像老朋友一样亮着。
My feet know every crack in the sidewalk.
我的脚认识人行道上的每条裂缝。
Tonight, the air smells like rain and bread.
今晚的空气闻起来像雨和面包。
I pass the bakery with the yellow sign.
我经过那家挂着黄色招牌的面包店。
The owner waves, and I wave back.
店主向我挥手，我也挥手回应。
This route is my secret map.
这条路是我的秘密地图。
It holds the days I almost forgot.
它记着我几乎忘记的日子。
Each step feels like a small victory.
每一步都像一个小小的胜利。
I am not lost; I am almost there.
我没有迷路，我快到了。
The Familiar Path Home
by @jianguo_52