My
hat
turned
red
–over time—
but I
don’t
don
it
anymore
–bonnet
now is
straw
–built to
last,
and Sunday…
Sunday’s
cap
is feathered…
headdress
earned
by
the
quill.
My
hat
turned
red
–over time—
but I
don’t
don
it
anymore
–bonnet
now is
straw
–built to
last,
and Sunday…
Sunday’s
cap
is feathered…
headdress
earned
by
the
quill.
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