Winken, Blinken and Nod One Day….

Set out in a cardboard box.WBNPil (5)

Went through the mail all along the way,

To someone I hope who loves them alot.

I was sad to see them go,

Off on their little trek.

But the delight in the receiver’s face aglow

Would be enough for me to say, “What the heck?”

Yes, I sold it.  The Winken, Blinken and Nod pillow.  And my hometown hosts one of two bronze statues of the characters in this famous poem.  But, I couldn’t keep it any longer.  I wanted it to sit in a place where people would admire it, and love it for at least as much of the short time as I did.  I can imagine it in a child’s room, near a sunny window, window curtain blowing in the breeze.  Soft blue paint on the walls, a white crib and furniture.

The poem was my son’s favorite while he was growing up.  And, when he was about 40, he came here for a visit.  I took him to see the statue so he could stroll down Memory Lane.  And for the rest of his visit, he referred to it as “Winken, Blinken and Linken”, the same words he used as a child.

Bugsie, the dear person who sent me the embroidered piece, I’m forever indebted to.   Such a beautiful piece, and I’m happy I was able to touch it, feel it, and enjoy every stitch by the artist who hand embroidered it.  Thank you, Bugsie, for that opportunity.  And now it must be sent out into The Universe for someone else to love.

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