​e. e. cummings
Maggie and milly and molly and may
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