Magic Door

There’s a doorway in my bedroom
But it’s one that you can’t see,
It’s a door that is invisible
To everyone but me.

But I can see a big door
That is wooden and its blue,
With a shiny golden handle
Which I turn to walk on through.

When I turn the shiny handle
The door opens very wide
And I am so excited,
To see what’s the other side.

It’s always something different,
Like a circus or a park ,
Or a pet shop or a juggler,
Juggling glow balls in the dark.

Once it was a theatre
With a very funny show,
And once it was an ice rink,
And a field full of snow.

And once it was the seaside,
And once a castle too,
I never know what I will see
Before I walk on through.

I wish that you could see it,
It would be more fun with you
Perhaps if you try hard enough
Then you will see it too?