Halfway down the stairs
Is a stair where I sit.
There isn’t any other stair
Quite like it.
It’s not at the bottom,
It’s not at the top.
So this is the stair
Where I always stop.
Halfway up the stairs
Isn’t up and isn’t down.
It isn’t in the nursery,
It isn’t in the town.
All sorts of funny thoughts
Run round my head.
It isn’t really anywhere;
It’s somewhere else instead.
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It’s a nekkid Princess! I love this post…so precious.
By: ~L on February 26th, 2008
at 11:10 am
i love this poem, always have, but the pics make it precious. 
By: 
Andrea on February 26th, 2008
at 2:55 pm
Very very cute!!!!
By: Kelly and Skylie on February 26th, 2008
at 8:44 pm
I love the pictures with this poem! So cute. Hypatia is sitting in my lap and pointing to each picture of the “baby - diaper baby”.
By: 
learningumbrella on February 27th, 2008
at 11:44 am
Very cute! I have some clothes to pass on to you because Tracy was here today and brought me way more than I need. A spring/fall jacket, overalls and more you might like for the girl. Plus some crazy dragon/transformer like shirts the boy might like and a jacket for him too.
By: Heather on February 28th, 2008
at 5:40 pm
Adorable!!!! I love this poem too. Perfect accompanying photos. She is just a lovely girl.
By: Paula on March 1st, 2008
at 9:25 pm
