Poem of the Week

Wynken, Blynken and Nod (Selections)

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.
“We have come to fish for the herring-fish
That live in this beautiful sea;
Nets of silver and gold have we,”
Said Wynken
Blynken
And Nod.