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To Nod.....

The moon slowly waves away the day
Urging these tired bones to look for bed
Watching for sandman and his way
To give rest at last, to weary head

With heavy heart and feet I trod
A forelorn soul upon the soil
To search of dreams, in land of Nod
Hopeful reality does at last recoil

~THE FLOWING PEN~
7-27-06





 


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