The Woman in the Hat

She’d not expected to be detected
This early autumn morning
Alone among the sparrow chirps
But I was there, still yawning

She didn’t sway nor stumble
Toward the park she bounced
Floral silk pink nighty
My presence unannounced

Perched atop her hefty frame
Like a star adorns a tree
A monumental cowboy hat
A sparkling pink marquee

Somebody’s great grandmother
I’m guessing ninety two
Escapee from a nearby home
Who bellowed out Wahoo!