Halfway Down

Halfway Down A. A. Milne

Halfway down the stairsIs a stair where I sit.There isn't any other stairQuite like it.I'm not at the bottom,I'm not at the top;So this is the stairWhere 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 kinds of funny thoughtsGo running round my head:"It isn't really anywhere! It's somewhere else instead!"

Lately, when Luis wakes up from his nap, he brings his "baca and blankie" down to the landing for a little extra rest. Sometimes, he lays there for 5 minutes; sometimes for 30 minutes. Luis knows that he can't bring the Baca downstairs. Luis and I have come to a silent agreement that the landing is a "Baca-OK place".