Shades of Me
The colors change upon my walls
According to the sun
Is she blocked by clouds today
Or cleared for beaming long
It’s the movement of the weather
Not a static stay or go
That coats my ceiling’s temperament
A chilly grey or cozy gold
There is no way to change them
Only observe or shutter in
So stay and watch these walls with me
Bask in each hue while it exists
— April Resnick
Sunbeam by Hanan Milner
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