Where Are My Socks?
When I awoke this morning I was feeling mighty groggy. My eyes were filled with sleepy sand. My mind was gray and foggy. I tried to find a pair of socks while I was getting dressed. My sister said, "Go check the dryer. Warm socks are the best." I reached into the dryer -- I was more than half asleep -- but I could see that Sis was right those socks sure warmed my feet. I got to school. My friends all laughed. They said my socks were silly. I looked and saw my mismatched socks: one pink, the other frilly. I wore my sister's socks to school. I can think of nothing worse. From now on when I dress myself I have to wake up first. Copyright © 2005, Robert Pottle All Rights Reserved