My Hat Poem by Sallie Howson
My Hat
I bought a hat today
Ready for the Siberian wind
They’ve been promising for a week.
I hate winter
And the cold
And the grey
And the fake Christmas jollity.
Humbug.
My hat is orange,
Bright orange,
A juicy persimmon
On a tree that’s lost its leaves.
The city women wrap up warm
In their fashionable
Grey and black
But I have dreams of summer
In my wonderful
Orange hat.
Ah! Reminds one of Jenny Josephs' poem that engendered the Red Hat Society: When I am Old I Shall Wear Purple Lovely poem. Adeline
Dreaming summer in a hat is wonderful.... A paradox. A simple lovely meaningful poem.
so lovely poem..really i liked it so much.. and happy i am for you to bought that sweet hat.. hazem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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The city women wrap up warm In their fashionable Grey and black But I have dreams of summer In my wonderful Orange hat. - - - - - - - - - - > you made me smile! ! !