When Autumn Comes

When autumn comes to call,

I will rejoice in the richness of color

Wearing my peacock-blue paisley suit

Dazzling with jet and teal beads on the collar

Threading down the front like a waterfall.

When I wear it with a black linen sweater

It says mysterious things

As the swirling pattern changes and darkens

Foretelling what’s soon to come.

When I wear it with a silk-dyed teal shirt

It becomes bright, vibrant

And joyously alive again

In the hush before winter begins.