September 30

The Land Of Nod

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When you live with greyhounds and a kitty, you live in the Land of Nod.

The Land of Nod

Robert Louis Stevenson

 

From Breakfast on through all the day
At home among my friends I stay,
But every night I go abroad
Afar into the land of Nod.

 

All by myself I have to go,
With none to tell me what to do–
All alone beside the streams
And up the mountain-sides of dream.

 

The strangest things are there for me,
Both things to eat and things to see,
And many frightening sights abroad
Till morning in the land of Nod.

 

Try as I like to find the way,
I never can get back by day,
Nor can remember plain and clear
The curious music that I hear.

Daily Inspiration

 

What hath night to do with sleep?

John Milton 

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