The Hat

One day 

I crocheted a hat

I don’t really know

Why

or 

When

But the hat became 

A constant companion.

Worn nearly every day.

 

A purple and blue beanie.

Reappearing in many pictures over

2 years. 

Through meeting new friends

Spontaneously 

Cutting my own hair.

Spending time with friends and family

On New Years Eve. 

 

Wearing that too big hat

I felt

Safe.

 

One day 

The hat wound up in a closet. 

With some other hats.

A time capsule

2 years

Of memories

Of stories.

Not completely forgotten.

In the closet in my room. 

Posted in response to the challenge Witness.

Star687

MA

14 years old

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