Land Of Nod

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Title:     Land Of Nod
Author: Hilda Conkling [More Titles by Conkling]

I wander mountain to mountain,
From sea to sea,
I wander into a country
Where everyone is asleep.
There in the Land of Nod
I never think of home,
For home is there,
With sleeping doves and silvery girls,
Sleeping boys and drowsy roses.
There I find people whose eyes are heavy,
And trees with folded wings.

[The end]
Hilda Conkling's poem: Land Of Nod

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