I received this picture in the mail 3 days ago, along with a good luck note from The Sister.
So this one is for you, sister. Cause I know you’re going through tough times right now.
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,andmilly befriended a stranded star
whose rays five languid fingers were;and molly was chased by a horrible thing
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles:andmay 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-E.E. Cummings
Not listening to anything today, the silence and the rare stillness is a welcome gift.
And that is melody enough for now.
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Tags: e.e. cummings, love, the sister









*sniff*
I wish u were here.
This sea of people is making me feel so alone.
much love.
=)