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HAT FULL OF STARS
She was an old lady,
sitting in her own little world.
No one knew what she was thinking,
they had no clue at all.
She was thinking of her youth,
the time when she received a special gift.
She opened the box to find,
a simply beaufiful hat of velvet.
she would only wear it out on Sundays,
would never wear it out in the rain.
She loved this hat so much,
she kept it in a secret place.
Then the day came, she passed away,
family gathered to clean out her things.
Her daughter found this very old box,
and in it she found this note.
For one that finds this gift of love,
may you wear it in good health.
For this can heal all your sickness,
if only you believe in this hat full of stars.
This is a beautiful poem,
This is a beautiful poem, like all of your poems. You have been so long absent from here, but I hate to think of your poems as just so many items in the archive. When I first came to postpoems, I admired your poems very much, and that has not changed.
Starward