Hats Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
Hats
The hat makes the man
Raspberry scarf snow in the park
Acoustic blues with a slide guitar
Slow sultry notes ring like kisses
Your kisses plow right thru me
I love your hands
I love your eyes
Your brother died in the war
I lost my brother to cancer
We hold hands at memorials
We hug in cemeteries
Nostalgia and the holidays
Those quiet pensive moments
Tears in the corner of your eye
These hats of joy and sorrow
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5/8/2024 1:38:17 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Great poem really liked it. A really good write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, The Indian Way.