Feeling: full
maggie and millie 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
millie befriended a stranded star
who's 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
well beauty is way more than make-up n shit. th guy i love everyone says is soo eeeew etc but to me he's GORGEOUS even though its over.......
I love love that poem. Partly because my name is Maggie:) have a good one.
maggie
ee cummings was a godly poet when he was alive. well, he still is. i love your diary.
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ee cummings was a godly poet when he was alive. well, he still is. i love your diary.
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