Ain't

Author unknown - Thanks to Carol Miller in Pennsylvania for sending this wonderful poem!

  He was just a little boy, on a week's first day. 
Wandering home from Bible school, and dawdling on the way. 
  He scuffed his shoes into the grass; he even found a caterpillar. 
He found a fluffy milkweed pod, and blew out all the 'filler.' 
  A bird's nest in a tree overhead, so wisely placed up so high. 
Was just another wonder, that caught his eager eye.   
A neighbor watched his zig zag course, and hailed him from the lawn; 
Asked him where he'd been that day and what was going on. 
  'I've been to Bible School,' he said and turned a piece of sod. 
He picked up a wiggly worm replying, 'I've learned a lot about God.' 
  'M'm very fine way,' the neighbor said, 'for a boy to spend his time.' 
'If you'll tell me where God is, I'll give you a brand new dime.' 
   Quick as a flash the answer came!  Nor were his accents faint. 

 'I'll give you a dollar, Mister, if you tell me where God ain't!'