HATS

There were reds and greens
And shades of blue
Flowers and bows
And feathers too
Some had brims
And some had veils
With patterns
Delicately detailed

And it was clearly evident
Much time and money had been spent
In knowing which design to choose
To match the handbag,coat and shoes
And yet to find some novel form
That no one else had ever worn
To be a major talking point
While chewing on the Sunday joint

And there they sit and frown at me
Because of what I choose to be
Explaining that it does offend
To worship with uncovered head
I'm sorry that I didn't know
My dress could just annoy them so
I didn't come to see the view
I only came to worship You