Sandman bags weigh heavy on my lids, as they slowly droop closed. Airy dreams fill my head with beautiful wishes. The imbalance rocks my wooden shoe, throwing me overboard into a crystal river.
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night
Sailed off in a wooden shoe—
Sailed on a river of crystal light,
Into a sea of dew.
“Where are you going, and what do you wish?”
The old moon asked the three…
~ Eugene Field, excerpt from Wynken, Blynken and Nod
Sailed off in a wooden shoe—
Sailed on a river of crystal light,
Into a sea of dew.
“Where are you going, and what do you wish?”
The old moon asked the three…
~ Eugene Field, excerpt from Wynken, Blynken and Nod
Thin spiral notebook 
This is pretty.
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Excellent take on the prompt. Nice job!
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Had not heard about your trio… but your take is fabolous
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Beautifully written! You took the tale and turned it, keeping it true yet making it new. Really enjoyed this. :))
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Fabulous!
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Love your take on this.
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Beautifully written!
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The perfect post before I take a nap……
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Love this! Just as I love drifting off to dreamworld. Beautifully done
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Ah, I love that moment when sleep takes me. You rocked me away with your rendition.
TGIF 🙂
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