e. e. cummings poem the little horse newlY

the little horse is newlY

e.e. cummings

the little horse is newlY Born)
he knows nothing,and feels
everything;
all around whom is
perfectly a strangeness
(Of sun light and of fragrance and of 
Singing)
is everywhere
(a welcoming dream:is amazing)
a worlD.and in
this world lies:smoothbeautifuLly folded;
a(breathing a groWing)silence,who; 
is:somE

oNe.