Red Sky at Night poem
Red sky at night,
Sailor's delight;
Red sky at morning,
Sailor's warning.
Sailor's delight;
Red sky at morning,
Sailor's warning.
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- Tom Balderas
- third son of four. painter. writer. musician. photographer. works towards progress. "a solitaire given to intimate sociability."
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