There I was in my white suit.

My mother is in white, my father is in white, my newborn sister is also in white--all under a ring of gold.

     There I was in my pink suit.

My mother is in yellow, my father is in gray, and my sister is in pink like me--all within a safe environment.

     There I was in a blue suit.

My father is in black, my kid sister is in light purple--and my mother is back in white, floating atop the ocean waves.

     There I was in my red suit.

My father is still in black. My sister, along with my mother, has returned to white--swimming deep beneath the Red Sea.

     Then, there I was in my father's black suit.

My mother, my father, and my sister have returned in white Bermuda shorts.

     Here I am now,
               in a new white suit.

But no longer am I under a ring of gold.