Will & Clara & June & John

Will and Clara and June and John

went down to the beach (to play one day)

and Will discovered a fish that shined

so brightly he kept it in a drawer by his bed;

Clara befriended a motionless dragonfly

whose body was blue like the ocean and head see-through like water;

June was chased by a weightless feather

and then danced like one to the sound of the waves;

John came home with sand in his toes

tiny little balls but as big as everywhere.

For whatever we lose (like a you or a me or a John)

it's always ourselves we find at the sea

The REAL poem by e.e. cummings is one of our favorites: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15406