In the shade, in the shade <br /> <br />of a Sycamore tree, <br /> <br />Man is a slave <br /> <br />but his woman's free; <br /> <br />As he waits for the cool, <br /> <br />his tasks for to meet- <br /> <br />But sun or shade, she lets loving be. <br /> <br /> <br />In the shade, in the shade <br /> <br />of a Sycamore tree, <br /> <br />The hours crawl by <br /> <br />like a wayward bee; <br /> <br />The sun so large, <br /> <br />you can hardly see- <br /> <br />But sun or shade, she lets loving be. <br /> <br /> <br />In the shade, in the shade <br /> <br />of a Sycamore tree, <br /> <br />The men lose hope <br /> <br />and give up creeds; <br /> <br />To follow where <br /> <br />the cruel sun leads- <br /> <br />But sun or shade, she lets loving be.<br /><br />Patti Masterman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-shade-of-a-sycamore-tree/
