When the sky is awash with a crimson hues
at twilight time
it’s suppose to mean there is a fair day ahead.
When the sky is awash with a crimson hues
at the dawn rise
it’s suppose to mean there is a stormy day ahead.
Does that only relate to the weather
or does it mean our lives to,
we can only wait and see
the next time there is a crimson hues.
8 November 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Have never heard of this particular style of forecasting before..would be worth giving it a try I think (though too bad I can never see the sunrise without going outside) (smile)