My school hat is a comfort to me.
It holds memories of me growing up,
from starting as a big trouble-maker,
to maturing to who I am now.

My school hat is my own memory keeper,
It teases me from my past.
It reminds me of who I am,
and will lead me through paths to come.

My school hat has its own job,
It knows that it must shield me.
It tends to get very anxious
if it doesn’t stay with its owner.

I know my hat’s just an object
but to me it is so much more.
It has been through many rough patches,
and has so much more to offer.