Deena / The Unseen Hat
Monday, June 28th, 2004Deena,
I went to the archives to see what I missed while my e-mail was down. That’s
frustrating. Anyway, I remember you mentioning something about living life while
constantly keeping a balloon afloat. GREAT ANALOGY. I love it. You are so
insightful. It reminded me of the poem I wrote in 1993. I’ll share it here.
THE UNSEEN HAT
I wear a hat that is unseen that I cannot escape,
it’s there whenever I’m asleep and stays when I’m awake;
when passing by upon the street I’m careful brim won’t brush
against a person strolling close so Hat won’t cause a blush.
When saying grace before a meal I bow my head in plea,
but must be careful Hat stays clean because I cannot see;
It would be shameful, then, to look when “Amen” has been said
and find that Hat, unknowingly, alas! had jammed the bread!
When leaning back and resting on a soft and comfy chair,
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