Welcome to the beach!
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
~ ee cummings ~
This will be a summer to remember…
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