Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary

How does your garden grow?

Enough about flowers

Winter brings cold snow showers

So I knit you a hat, dontchya know!

I suck at poetry.

But I'm a darn good knitter.

An impeccable flower maker.

Originally,
I didn't worry that I would want to keep
the hat I was making for Mary.
Gold.
Blech.
Sooooo not my color.

Then I put it on.
And I am
In
Love
with this hat.

I would marry it.

If I weren't already married.
And if partnership with inanimate objects was legal.
Which it's not.
Turns out hats aren't the only ones
who are not allowed
to wed....

But I digress.

If it didn't itch my head,
This hat:

It would be mine.

Forever and ever.
Amen.