A Rich Man Drinks Sleeps In The Shade Poem by Terence George Craddock

hot fierce burning overhead sun
the wise walk to shade do not run
shade to cool off from overhead sun
severe sunburn burnt hot is not fun
it is cool beneath a green tree shade
it is nice in blowing cool sea breeze
slight movements in time a few steps
toward green tree shade simple distance

can change a frying sun burn heat
into a calm paradise of soothing shade
a time distance simple differential
between slave and boss money made
a poor man works hard till the grave
a rich man drinks sleeps in the shade


Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
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