Blowing Hat – A Silly Pobble Poem

I sneezed so hard my hat flew off.
Then it blew away when I stopped to cough. 

Now snow is accumulating on my hair,
Because my head is cold and bare.

I would chase my hat if only I knew,
Which way it traveled when it blew,

 But the wind is swirling this way and that.
A perfect storm for losing a hat.

 So I’ll trudge home with a sniffling nose,
And my new white hat that grows as it snows.

Copyright CM Dixon Jan 2013

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