You will see that her house does what houses don't do!
There are stairs that go sideways and loops in the floor,
And a closet that opens to twenty-six more!
That show you your childhood, your age, and your youth.
They don't show your hair, and they don't show your nose,
They show where your hiddenest happy-thought goes!
For the folks who are feeling as sad as can be.
And upstairs in the attic, tucked under the beams,
Is a giant glass bottle for collecting your dreams!




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