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
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