What children see at the sea
Bundeena
Here is an extract from a poem by e e cummings about what four children saw at the sea:
“. . .; and
May came home with a smooth round stone
as small as the world and large as alone
For whatever we lose (like a you or a me)
it’s always ourselves we find in the sea”
maggie and milly and molly and may
e e cummings
