Your Hat

November 23, 2008
By Lucia Hadella, Talent, OR

I guess I’m sorry that I took your hat
Just swatted it right off your curly head and
Let it fall
Brown and woolen
To the dirt
And lifted my foot
Raised it with anger I knew I’d regret later
And let it down with a soft smush

I guess I’m sorry that I stomped
Hard
Just stomped and twisted and ground that
Friendly hat --
Like it was a rattlesnake that had just bitten my cat --
Into dust and familiar woolen shreds
You know, after you left
I stayed with your hat for a while
Saw that silly green button you
Stuck on it
Read: “My hat, my pride”
And I realized…
I loved that hat

So it’s on my desk now
And I tried to fix it
But you know how bad I am with needles and thread
However, I’ve salvaged the button
It’s not even dented
And I guess I really am sorry
I’ll buy you a new hat

The author's comments:
This poem is the result of an English assignment; the topic was integrity. The piece is quirky, short and might seem light-hearted, but, like many of my poems, Your Hat conceals a heavy message.

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katie-lynn33 said...
on Dec. 20 2008 at 5:51 pm
i love this poem lucia..... its like one of my favorites fo shizz

Angel_15 said...
on Dec. 12 2008 at 12:45 am
lol that one is really cool


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