
sunset by a lake in autumn
“Come, cuddle your head on my shoulder, dear, your head like the golden rod, and we will go sailing away from here to the beautiful Land of Nod.”
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox, author and poet
sunset by a lake in autumn
“Come, cuddle your head on my shoulder, dear, your head like the golden rod, and we will go sailing away from here to the beautiful Land of Nod.”
So lovely!
thank you