HE is so small he does not know <br />The summer sun, the winter snow; <br />The spring that ebbs and comes again, <br />All this is far beyond his ken. <br /> <br />A little world he feels and sees: <br />His mother's arms, his mother's knees; <br />He hides his face against her breast, <br />And does not care to learn the rest.<br /><br />Christopher Morley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/six-weeks-old-2/
