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The Hat

I thought I'd lost

My hat 

And though I hadn't

For people like me

That's quite a thing

For that hat 

Had been places

That hat carried

Part of me

And part of me

Lived within that hat

So you can imagine

The panic

When my hat 

Wasn't where 

It was supposed to be

And at that point

I knew

The kind of day

I was going to have

And so

I braced myself

Collected my thoughts

Though I had to find

A different place

To store them

For my hat and I 

Had been parted 

And I breathed deeply

And accepted the way 

things were to be

And then 

Low and behold

My hat appeared

Slightly ruffled 

A little grumpy

Unwilling to share 

Its adventures

But my hat all the same

And I was left to wonder

Whether the day 

Or my life had changed

In any way

And whether things 

Would ever be

The same

Again 

The Battle ►

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Graham Sherwood

Sat 12th Apr 2014 17:09

Glad to see you mastered the "blog section". Sorry I was too late to help.

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