Gamaliel Bradford

(9 October 1863 - 11 April 1932 / Boston, Massachusetts)

Things Of Clay - Poem by Gamaliel Bradford

Sing a little, play a little,
Laugh a little; for
Life is so extremely brittle,
Who would think of more?

Every long-laid project shatters,
Framed by things of clay:
He who knows that nothing matters
Smiles and slips away.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 4, 2012



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