maggie and milly and molly and may
went down to the beach (to play one day)
and maggie discovered a shell
that sang
so sweetly
she couldn't remember her troubles,
and
milly befriended a stranded star
whose rays five languid fingers were;
and molly was chased by a horrible thing
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles:
and
may came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone.
For whatever we lose (like a you or a me)
it's always ourselves we find in the sea
~
e.e.cummings
4 comments:
Your postcard is so lovely, I remember doing this as a child...x
Happy Sunday
Mine is HERE
Much💜love
Wonderful.
Just so sweet!!
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