Dedicated to Nadia and Ayden,
my dear grandchildren who contributed to the poem
with rhyming lines and stocking feet!
Green socks, red socks!
Everybody loves socks!
Perhaps the pink sock went out for the day
In any case, its partner is here to stay
Oh glorious purple, how beautiful your hue
But the other is lost, so what should I do?
The Green Bay Packer sock went out for a touchdown
While this one is left in the bleachers with a sad frown
Oh, you with the beautiful orange and green stripes
What an adornment you were, with the St. Patrick’s Day pipes!
Twenty odd colors of blue, who would suspect such a queue?
How I long for a simple, marching parade of two!
Did you ever think black had so many shades?
My shoes are protesting and formed a blockade!
Red, purple, green, yellow and blue
Too many socks, I do not know what to do!
Now there are five wiggling toes looking at me~
Where, oh where, can the other five be?
Their partners have left them stranded here alone
No forwarding address, no texting, no micro smart phone!
Jane, such a cute poem and l love the socks !!! I look forward to more of your poems . Jeannie
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thanks, Jean! I wish I knew what to do with ALL of these single socks!
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What would we do without socks!!! I have three pairs on right now just to keep me warm. Love your colourful display. I’m always amazed, however, by their propensity to get lost. 🙂
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LOL…yes, that is what prompted this poem…single socks! One can only make so many puppets!
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oh yes, everyone loves socks 🙂
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thank you for your comment! LOL thank you for your visit to my blog!
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you are always welcome. 🙂
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Laughing so hard here, Jane. Marvelous poem. Have a blessed New Year dear friend. 🙂
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Hey, Celestine! Glad it made you laugh! I just wish that I knew what to do with single socks! Lara is still in Togo–in Mango. She is returning home in July of this year. Maybe you two will still meet! Happy New Year to you also! Many Blessings!
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