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Christopher Morley (Кристофер Морли)


Six Weeks Old


He is so small, he does not know
The summer sun, the winter snow;
The spring that ebbs and comes again,
All this is far beyond his ken.

A little world he feels and sees:
His mother's arms, his mother's knees;
He hides his face against her breast,
And does not care to learn the rest. 



Christopher Morley's other poems:
  1. Reading Aloud
  2. The Furnace
  3. My Wife
  4. The Young Mother
  5. The 5:42


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