At The Water's Edge ~ As Large As Alone

When I sent these two photos to a good friend of mine, her response was:

"It almost looks like Fizz ( Isabel's nickname) caught the sun in her bucket...very cool.

The first shot could be made into a poem."

[I loved her comments.]

And so, Jackie, here you are:

maggie and milly and molly and mae

by e.e.cummings

maggie and milly and molly and mae

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

mae 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.

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