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Saturday, March 28, 2015

My Hat

Rating: 5.0
I found this
old hat at
the Salvation Army.
I liked it, it fit well;
kind of Sinatraesque.
I've received lots
of compliments.

But it doesn't stop the
cats from screeching in
the night.
It can't quench my
thirst.
It will never bring
my Mom and Dad back.
It's just a hat.

It can't fix my
relationship- it won't
break the horse or
heal
Lautrec's legs.
It won't give Vincent
his cobalt blue dreams or
give back Poe's
Annabelle Lee.
But
it's my hat and
I like it.
Thomas Case
Topic(s) of this poem: life,memories
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COMMENTS
Edward Kofi Louis 19 November 2016
This old hat! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Kelly Kurt 28 March 2015
It's your poem, and I like it.
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