maggie and milly and molly and may


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


Always been one of my favourites this one; I love the energy, the seaside memories it evokes and the chaos/fun becoming profound.


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