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At the end of the hall under the stair
The toy box -silent- near the old rocking chair.
The children tucked in, kissed goodnight,
Stories read, off with the light.
Sshh! What’s that faintstirring out there
At the end of the hall, near the old rocking chair?
Something magical, all’s not what it seems,
Toys alive? – Perhaps its a dream!
Ssshh! The witching hour, clocks chime,
Toys come out for play time!
All through the night, so much fun,
Then, once more quiet with the rising sun! Sshh!
Shirlene Britstra, Toys Alive

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