On the LinksSaid the locust trees to the sycamore tree, "You are one, but two are we. It is not good to stand alone; Go get you back unto your own." To the locust trees said the sycamore tree, "Heaven set me here where all may see; My leaves are the swift rain's castanet; As a harp for the wind my boughs are set; From my topmost twig the redbird sings, Below flits his brother with bluebird wings; And in the shade I must spread at my feet Prances the robin with motion fleet; While for them and for you my pendulums mark The lightfoot moments from dawn to dark. ' These are the tasks I am set to do; For companionship Heaven gave me__you." Said the locust trees to the sycamore tree, "One are you, but we are three." __Rose Morgan. |
