My Top Hat

My elegant, grey top hat

Takes me all over the place

It brings back lots of memories

And makes new ones every day

I hear the clink of money

Being dropped into the hat

I smile at them, say thank you

And they slowly walk away

As I play I'm thinking

Of all the things I'll buy

Maybe I'll go to the markets

Or maybe I'll shop with my friends

I hear the loud laughter

Of my brothers crazy game

They use my hat for dressing up

But I don't mind, it's funny

I like to think of stories

Of who owned it before me

My mom says she found it

On the corner of a street.