re: #54 Silvergirl

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.

I can’t believe you just made me tear up! That takes me back to baby-rocking days. Those babies are 15 and 21 now… *sigh*