A reminder of days gone by

'Winkin, Blinkin & Nod' Written by Eugene Field

Winkin' Blinkin' 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've come to fish for the herring fish
That live in this beautiful sea;
Nets of silver and gold have we'
Said Winkin',
Blinkin',
And Nod.

The old moon laughed and he sang a song
As they rocked in the wooden shoe.
And the wind that sped them all night long
Ruffled the waves of dew.
Now the little stars are the herring fish
That live in that beautiful sea;
'Cast your nets wherever you wish
Never afeared are we!'
So cried the stars to the fishermen three,
Winkin',
Blinkin',
And Nod.

So all night long their nets they threw
To the stars in the twinkling foam.
Then downward came the wooden shoe
Bringing the fishermen home.
Twas all so pretty a sail it seemed
As if it could not be.
And some folks say twas a dream they dreamed
Of sailing that misty sea.
But I shall name you the fishermen three:
Winkin',
Blinkin',
And Nod.

Now Winkin' and Blinkin' 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 close your eyes while mother sings
Of the wonderful sights that be.
And you shall see those beautiful things
As you sail on the misty sea.
Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three: -
Winkin',
Blinkin',
And Nod.