Too Windy
It’s way too windy for a hat.
With just one gust, well, that is that,
So though I wore one, once I sat,
I took it off my head.
I watch the waves producing foam
As I compose my daily poem,
But it’s too nice to hurry home
So I’ll stay here instead.
The sun is warm and strong and bright
Before some rain moves in tonight.
For now, the atmosphere’s all right,
Though hatlessness has spread.
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