Friday, February 6, 2009

Hat Rack.

my head's for thinkin' i suppose,
my 'magination's wild as a huckleberry rose.

lotsa new stuff is stored each day
inventions and songs and games to play.

my doctor says it's pretty big for my size,
but mom says its for all those brains inside.

but mostly my head's for housing my hats:
red, blue, yellow, green, white and black.

i sport one most days if the inclination arises
{inclination's a big word on account of my brain size.}

in fact, my morning dress is not a "wrap"
unless i've adorned my head with a cap.

my mom's a great gal, she even allows me
to wear a hat on the way to church, Sunday.

so if you're in need of a cranial accessory
just knock twice on my door
and say, "open sesame".

i'll know it's you since you know the code.
just take care of my hat, it's my smart head's abode.


2 comments:

Wilson Family said...

i love that he loves his hats! and i still can't get over how cute and reverent he was as he quickly took it off right before the prayer at my house. what a big boy! (oh and i love your poems too).

Lisa said...

i know that trevor wheres hats almost every day,and i love the poem