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
the sister sent the poem
I did the best I can
!!!!!!!!
And nobody could have done it better...
ReplyDeleteThe Sister
Thank you!
ReplyDeleteNow if you might be willing to do such a picture-accompaniment to Millay's "Renascence" ... when you have an idle lifetime or so.