My Favorite Hat

I see it in the shop window, blue straw, white braided trim. On the back it has a lovely bow. I buy it on a whim and don it, sink or swim. I wear it on the avenue. I wear it on the street. So happy in my hat of blue, I smile at all I meet and some of them I greet. The sunshine is so blinding bright, my eyes begin to blink. A fellow thinks to his delight, I am sending him a wink. A big mistake, I think. I hurry to my little home, to one whose waiting there. I promise him I’ll no more roam. My blue hat I’ll only wear for the one for whom I care. For Favorite Hat contest sponsored by Carol won a 5th in this