Inner Child

The bead train’s chugging on the maze
In multicoloured hue
To entertain, perplex and quiz
The inner child in you  

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The Dressing Up Box

In the under stairs cupboard
In a chest made of wood
There are worlds to explore
Imagination’s goods

There’s a gateway to kingdoms
To be somebody new
A place that transforms me
From myself and you too

I can be a princess, a doctor,
A captain at the helm~
A goblin, a fireman,
A knight of the realm

A box that transports me
From here out to there
In an instant departing
Without any cares

A trunk that removes me
To lands far away
On adventures of make believe
In exploratory play

For this chasm in the closet
Is a portal; a door
That goes past the dressing up box
To just so – so much more