Marianne, Madeline, Alys, Three little girls I used to see Two months ago, Three little girls with fathers killed And mothers lost, Three little girls with broken shoes And hard, sharp coughs, Three little girls who sold us sweets Too near the shells, Three little girls with names of saints And angels' eyes, Three little girls where are you now? Marianne, Madeline, Alys. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GOAL by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON MEMORY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON RETROSPECTION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON UNWANTED MEMORY by CLARENCE MAJOR SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ALBERT SCHIRDING by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ELIZABETH CHILDERS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |