Heading home day’s light lights a little later
now
its painting horizon’s short wall
and stops considering
tired winter encroaching
where it had endlessly
coldly
seemed
always
to quickly bundle and blow out
nightstand candles
but begins to allow
day’s lighter jacketed child to implore Mom for just a little more
time to paint some
stripes across the bottom of the sky
an index swipe of orange
a middle swish of lightened brown
ring splotched holes of blue
a pinkie splash of pinkened red
thumb swashes of yellows
and a palm splat to sign a name
for proud refrigerator finger gallery art
heralding Spring soon sprung
hung with magnets of Suns and Moons
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