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By GrahamColling

Halfway Up the Stairs

I often wish cats could talk.  Why she had decided to sit on the stairs like this was a complete mystery to me.  In fact a distant memory had me searching for an origin, which of course I found:

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 town.
And all sorts of funny thoughts
Run round my head.
It isn't really
Anywhere!
It's somewhere else
Instead!

Author: A.A. Milne
Model: Fleur

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