The path of a well thrown American football pass. A staircase that goes round and round. The shape of a galaxy important to me and to you. The cut of a holiday ham.

The morning’s first sound, Doze must be pressed, On that button so round, To ensure you continue, Your comfortable rest.

I may sound a little nerdy, but you will need me to get into your house

In the crown of a giant, a nut is born, Future oak dreams hidden in its form. A cap it wears, like knights of yore, Guarding the forest's future lore.

I am a third place medal, what is my color?