The longest day dawns bright blue and cloudless.
'Why is blue a colour associated with sadness?' he asks me, while I clean my teeth. Then before I have time to answer, 'you're a poet you should know'.
But today I don't.
And I am still thinking about it, as we drive home late, the sky on fire, red for delight.
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