Melancholy

When evening enters,
and Nature holds the hundred hues of green,
even yellow defects
just before all succumb to blue and black. 

And melancholy
is the color of this green,
this pre-twilight tint, color belonging to elves and fairies
and given to humans for that brief moment
in the warmer times of the year
just before the end of the day.
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For that's when what I know is overshadowed
with what I knew
like the yellow flower at dusk that appears green.
When what I am is lost to what I was,
my past my only companion.