There is a Red Hat Society.
It is group middle-aged and older
women who band together with the
common goal of making life fun.
It is based on Jenny Joseph's poem.
WARNING
"When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat that doesn't go and doesn't suit me
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals and say we've no money for butter...
So, I am wearing my favorite sweatshirt
and spending my pension on books and
cashmere yarn and saying we have no money
for bran... making pink baby hats
to suit my fancy... and perhaps I will chew gum.
2 comments:
Pat, I remember our conversations -- quite some time ago now -- about the Red hat society. I even bought myself a red hat pin because I felt such an affinity. Your writing reminds me of a well executed haibun. Remember those from our flash fiction days?
http://www.poetrylives.com/SimplyHaiku/SHv6n1/haibun/Alexander.html
Gosh, I wish we lived closer to one another. Tea together would be grand.
Diane
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