MISTRESS AUTUMN

MISTRESS AUTUMN IS PLAYING COY THIS YEAR WITHHOLDING HER PALETTE OF COLORS AND USUAL CHEER. SHE KNOWS IT’S OCTOBER AND A TIME OF CHANGE BUT SHE IS RELUCTANT TO SEE HER HUES REARRANGED. SUBTLE IS THE WORD FOR HER ARTISTIC DISPLAY NOTHING TOO CRIMSON OR SAFFRON DOES SHE ARRAY. IMPATIENTLY I AWAIT THE GLORIOUS SCENERY I REMEMBER THAT MUST APPEAR SOON, BEFORE THE SNOWS OF DECEMBER. LEAVES WILL SOON DO A PIROUETTE AS THEY DANCE TO THE GROUND AND I WANT TO BE FRONT AND CENTER FOR THE BEAUTY THAT WILL SURELY ABOUND. COME ON LADY, LET DOWN YOUR GOLDEN LOCKS AND SHOW YOUR GOWN OF JEWELS IF FOR NO OTHER REASON THAN TO PLEASE ME AND OTHER NEW ENGLAND FOOLS. BONNIE