September's transition....

Autumn’s Wardrobe

Every September
a moment arrives when the sky changes her clothes.
A storm blows through,
and the deep warm blue turns pale
with a tinge of green;
it leaves behind thick white clouds
rimmed with black;
the hem of nature’s skirt flutters
as the wind turns the leaves inside out,
teasing us with the pale legs of the trees
before the dress explodes into the colors of fall.

I need a coat,
you cover your summer tan,
and we draw our lives closer to ward off the chill.