anyone lived in a pretty how town

A favorite poem... (because it's on my mind...)
anyone lived in a pretty how town
By e.e. cummings

 anyone lived in a pretty how town 

 (with up so floating many bells down) 

 spring summer autumn winter 

 he sang his didn’t he danced his did. 

 Women and men(both little and small) 

 cared for anyone not at all 

 they sowed their isn’t they reaped their same 

 sun moon stars rain 

 children guessed(but only a few 

 and down they forgot as up they grew 

 autumn winter spring summer) 

 that noone loved him more by more 

 when by now and tree by leaf 

 she laughed his joy she cried his grief 

 bird by snow and stir by still 

 anyone’s any was all to her 

 someones married their everyones 

 laughed their cryings and did their dance 

 (sleep wake hoe and then)they 

 said their nevers and they slept their dream 

 stars rain sun moon 

 (and only the snow can begin to explain 

 how children are apt for forget to remember 

 with up so floating many bells down) 

 one day anyone died i guess 

 (and noone stooped to kiss his face) 

 busy folk buried them side by side 

 little by little and was by was 

 all by all and deep by deep 

 and more by more they dream their sleep 

 noone and anyone earth by april 

 wish by spirit and if by yes. 

 Women and men(both dong and ding) 

 summer autumn winter spring 

 reaped their sowing and went their came

sun moon stars rain