This Hat

It is the color of my choice

A now twisted red for weekend skies and late summer afternoons

Gets swiftly swapped for a battered pink, the visor tilting a little to the left

It’s been through three washes, at the very least

yet the tarnish remains on the drawstring and side panel on the back left

how it was, love at first sight, catching my eyes

a be mine heart candy from my crush on my little heart’s Valentine

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