Poems by a Little Girl | ||
LAND OF NOD
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.
Poems by a Little Girl | ||