Hats

Hats are such a marvel, when the weather is so garbled, A multitude of quick coverlets to warm the brain protect the head from snow, wind and rain. A dapper, flamboyant chapeau to quickly dawn where ever you might go, A fedora brandished by some handsome man that would display his appealing stand. A stetson for the guy from Texas who stands tall before the rest of us. A tam, a topper a Panama show stopper. Some pretty little girl in a bonnet that inspires a Shakespearean sonnet. Better yet, a woman's choice of millinery to walk a fashion show off fritillary. To church or same gandiose Easter parade that gleams and stands above the seasonal charade. Hats are such a blessing when the cold requires warm protective dressing. The prediction is for gusty winds and cold, hats need only be warm not necessarily bold. Take your pick but make it quick your nose, your face, your head need covering, that goes unsaid. as temperatures drop