Sunday, May 11, 2008

For the Beautiful Things on the Misty Sea: Thank You, Ann and Eric

"'Twas all so pretty a sail, it seemed
As if it could not be;
And some folk thought 'twas a dream 
they'd dreamed
Of sailing that beautiful sea;
But I shall name you the fisherman three,
and Nod....

Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes,
And Nod is a little head,
And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies
Is a wee one's trundle-bed;
So shut your eyes while Mother sings 
Of wonderful sights that be,
And you shall see the beautiful things
As you rock on the misty sea..."

Never has there been a Mother's Day weekend like this.  The pipers at the gates of dawn are dancing. A thousand thanks for the beauty of yesterday's misty sea.  

Excerpts from "Wynken, Blynken, and Nod," by Eugene Field