No Red Hat Poem by Fred Babbin
No Red Hat
When I am old, I am old
with little time left.
With little time left, with no red hat.
So I must make the most of it,
with no sad feelings.
Once again, and once again,
I call myself
for there is no one else—
I am not twins.
And so I think of nothing.
while I rock and feel the wind.
Monday, August 18, 2008
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5/12/2024 11:06:52 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I was attracted to this insightful poem.Glad i read it.Peya