

There’s nothing like a front row seat
to the beginning and the end of a day.
Pale colors brighten in the morning
and fade in the night.
In the morning, I take a photo of
the day beginning,
the way the light changes
the shade of blue of the water.
In the evening, I try to be present
when I able to catch the sun
turning the clouds pink
as it leaves for the day.
It’s a joy unlike any other,
it’s pure and geniune,
a love of the in-between
art in the sky
bookends of a day
light up my soul.