Halfway Down

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 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!”