God Poem by Gamaliel Bradford

God

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I think about God.
Yet I talk of small matters.
Now isn't it odd
How my idle tongue chatters!
Of quarrelsome neighbors,
Fine weather and rain,
Indifferent labors,
Indifferent pain,
Some trivial style
Fashion shifts with a nod.
And yet all the while
I am thinking of God.

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Gamaliel Bradford

Gamaliel Bradford

Boston, Massachusetts
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