I had a favorite hat that was my bestest hat ever I wore it every day at the beach to keep the sunny blue skies out of my eyes It was flippy and floppy
and perfectly sloppy At the end of the summer Mama packed up my beach things and said Bye until spring but I said Wait wait wait not my hat
My dear Mama said that hat is so clearly a beach hat It just won’t look right anywhere else But she was wrong it could be so much more I snatched my favorite hat from the Summery Things pile with a crafty smile and it hung on my door my favorite hat waiting to be so much more
