Dew south

2781

As I looked into the sky at night 

The southern Cross was to my right 

 

Two brighter stars sat up above 

 

And from these stars my projections were done

 

I projected down to the river below 

 

And in the distance a red light, flashed, and glowed 

 

It was that old port marker I drove long ago

 

Now I know that dew south,  is a line from the marker, to the corner of my house..

 

Wait there!

 

That's the wrong way!

 

I am headen' North 

 

So they say.

  • Author: Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 21st, 2024 08:42
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  • Tony36

    Love it

    • 2781

      Thanks, it's true, well, partly. Weather I ever go north or south is a bit controversial (I love my house).

      • Tony36

        You're welcome

      • Goldfinch60

        We all find our own way in life 2781 and will end up where we are meant to be.

        Andy



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