Dew south

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.