Can A Hat Be A Metaphor?
I like my hat,
or hats rather, I have several, you see.
They separate me in my mind
from someone else I might be,
but the someone without my hat
is the someone you would not meet.
You would not find me without my hats...
I won't come out and that's that.
I'm not a charming fellow, the me, without a hat,
We are all probably better off
if I keep some thoughts under my hat.
My summer fedora is the best you see
Shades me from sun and wind and the sea
Keeping in tune to the sound of my heart
Hears my silent applause, for no one to hear
A feeling of gratitude from those who are near
Still no one around, absolutely no sound
But a smile suddenly creeps
While around everything sleeps
The heart always goes
What the eye always shows
My fedora whispers in my ear
Never give up that feeling you hold
Seems my summer fedora always knows...
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