Poem: Sun in the Late Day

Sun in the Late Day

Late in the afternoon and the sun falls
on small barns just down the road.
The light captures the color left
on the paint remaining, captures
the green of uncut grass,

It is my hope, maybe a dream,
maybe more, that as my own day wanes
my colors become
more true.

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