Dorothea Barth Musician and WriterElegant Violin Music for your Wedding or Special EventCeltic Sheet Music Arrangements
Original CompositionsPoetry and Prose

by Dorothea Barth ©2009

I left my hat in San Francisco
A fetching burgundy
Perhaps while smelling daffodils
It fell beneath a tree

Or sipping pinot grigio
While Mona Lisa smiled
And dipping bread in olive oil
While corner man laughed wild

We wondered at his secrets
That brought the comic muse
And as we pondered his delight
My hat may have flown loose.

It will go on, my hat, I trust
To frame a fairer face
As for my heart, it too will thrive
I bring it everyplace.