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The Land Of Nod 💕

The Land Of Nod 💕

How many miles is it to ‘Dreamland’ ?
Can some kind traveller please tell me ?

I wish to go pillow in my arm
to roam the passageways you see

I shall take along my imagination
Betwixt the far corners of my mind

Reminiscing each and every fantasy
I am hopeful that I find

When I embark upon this ‘Cloud cuckoo land’
I will hunt for a hidey hole

Then lay my weary body down
Away from every noise and living soul

Then surely I shall seek some solace
From many weary nights spent awake

At last I can slumber in ‘Seventh heaven’
deep in the ‘Land of nod’ for pity’s sake

Tinnitus and tick tocking annoyances
Can not bother one in this peaceful shrine

‘Dreamland’ doesn’t welcome disturbances
So the solitude is simply devine

Point me in the right direction
Lead me to ‘Oblivion’s’ door

Then I shall not wander anymore thru my long dark corridor

A wide awake, insomniac no more

 

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Greg Etsell

What a wonderful poem wow
It is great

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Jill Tait

Aww Thankx my great friend 💕💕💕

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