A Poem About Directions

I do not know the title of this poem, it is one that my Grandmother taught me a long time ago. I had forgotten a few of the lines, and couldn't find it anywhere. Fortunately she called from Australia and now we have it again! I am pleased to share it with my readers. -The Editor

Sunrise face East,

Hands by the side,

Now stand steady,

Stretch arms wide-

North is left,

South is right,

West behind you

Not in sight.