Here’s a poem about a 6 week old baby…
Recording of the Poem Six Weeks Old
Six Weeks Old
by Christopher Morley
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.
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