Pinks and Pearls

The dawns and dusks

are pinks

and pearls

I study them:

when I first get up as I look to see if my sprinklers are working

from my car window on my way home to keep myself from looking at my phone

through the trees as I place plates on the table for dinner

How glad I am that I am not a painter

I don’t need to use my skills and tools to try to remanufacture the sky

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