In the corner of the room there lived a chair,
it was plain and old with no pattern nor flair.
But Your Child knew it was a magical chair,
you could think of a place and it would take you there.
He sat on the cushion and closed his eyes,
and prepared himself for a wondrous surprise.
He imagined places...
The magic chair flew like a hawk,
The magic chair glided along
and Your Child
Moving faster than the fastest of trains,
Travelling smoother than an ocean liner,
After all the magical places he'd flown,
Your Child and the chair settled back on the floor,
he opened his eyes and smiled at what he saw.
From each place he'd been was an amazing toy,
a kangaroo, a dragon and a snow-globe to enjoy.
Your Child will always remember the places he saw,
and now he was eager to see so much more.
He will always cherish that old magic chair,
Maybe tomorrow he'll visit new places