Beanies

It is as hot as a boiling ketlle on my head.
My head warmer.
It gets the warmth and holds the warmth.
The beanies can be as hot as a scorching frying pan.
Betwen the knitted arrows there are rolling waves.
It's the most comfortable thing ever.
One is a red raspberry
- Red in sailing language is port side
The other is a Green grape
- Green in sailing language is starboard side
At the top of the green beanie there is a pinky-wide hole.
The green beanie on top has tiny, fine hair:
Electrostatic!
Some people might think that it's just two beanies together,
But to me they’re more than head-coverings.
I got them when my mum passed away,
And I wear them in her memory.
Hot or cold
She is always with me.