To prevent sunburn,
 
I wear a gardening hat
 
with a moon-sized brim.

 
 
 

Windy winter day—
 
from the scarecrow’s tattered hat,
 
a cobweb dangles.

 
 
 

The tattered scarecrow
 
wears sunflowers in his hat—
 
an autumn dandy.

 
 
 

on the scarecrow’s hat
 
reconnoitering the corn
 
an impudent crow

 
 
 

On the scarecrow’s hat
 
an impudent crow perches
 
to mock the farmer.

 
 
 

Left out in the field,
 
the scarecrow’s felt hat gets soaked
 
by winter’s first rain.

 
 
 

A new month begins,
 
but the scarecrow keeps wearing
 
the same tattered hat.

 
 
 

The scarecrow’s straw hat—
 
someone put it upside down
 
on his empty head!

 
 
 

Relentless spring wind!
 
My neighbor clamps his hat down
 
on his balding head.

Hat

 
 
 

the scarecrow’s new hat—
 
a landing place for blackbirds
 
and stray autumn leaves