Washing the Day

Touching up
the sky a bit
the colors needing
deeper blues and yellows,
Washing the day
with the colors being
so bright in my
memory,
everlasting
in the moment of now,
fading with the light
the setting sun,
takes this day
and replaces it
with another,
adjusting my memory
with new colors,
I’d never seen
before….

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