When the Sun Is A Weathercaster
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Half set, the sun, at death of day
Fills the sky with the red of blood
The colour of life of a tomorrow splendid
As the farmer said it would
As if a fortune teller the future foretelling
Half risen, the sun at death of night
Fills the sky with red of blood
Albeit paler, tells of a day of rain
Not of sun, like the day should
The weather of the day the sun is telling.