I lose a lot of things
Keys, pencils, books, rings.
But there is one thing —
Specifically a pair —
That I can never seem to find
And it’s got me splitting hairs!
It’s not my gloves, I keep those in a box
And it’s not my shoes, but my favorite pair of socks.
Bouncing, jumping, leaping, flying
They’ve been through it all.
These socks are long and stretchy too
With pink and orange horizontal stripes
Oh, what a view!
Are they magical?
Can they fly?
Have they found a place to hide?
Are they out there?
Where did they go?
Because I really need to know!
Morning comes, and the quest resumes
Searching, rummaging, always struggling!
But only lucky lefty is in the pile.
A rainbow of clothes in the hamper,
But school is in an hour,
So I need to scamper!
Guess it’s mismatch day,
Pink and orange on one foot
And blue and red polka dots on another.
Maybe I should look harder,
That’s what I always say
And yet every day turns out to be a mismatch parade!
Contact Pamela Hasbun at [email protected].