maggie and milly and molly and may

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