Tunnelmom, USA

 

This was a favorite poem of mine as a child. I couldn't help thinking of a very young Vincent and the Spiral Staircase Below. I wonder if he had a favorite stair to sit and ponder things.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Halfway Down

by A.A. Milne

 

Halfway down the stairs

Is a stair

Where I sit.

There isn't any

Other stair

Quite like

It.

I'm not at the bottom,

I'm not at the top;

So this is the stair

Where

I always stop.

 

Halfway up the stairs

Isn't up,

And it isn't down.

It isn't in the nursery,

It isn't in the town.

And all sorts of funny thoughts

Run round my head:

"It isn't really

Anywhere!

It's somewhere else

Instead!"