National Lost Sock Memorial Day
Yes, that's a thing.
On May 9th, we mourn our socks.
Vanishing to interdimensional portals
Created by our washing machines and dryers
Stolen by furry or feathered fiends
Worn out faster by one foot than the other
Or sacrificed to an artistic cause.
Some find new life as rags to scrub or polish
Others find new companions in a charity bin
Some become odd pairs; for who looks at socks?
All slowly fade from our lives.
Where are they now? We shall never know.
The plain pack of five, slowly dwindled to none
The childhood favourites, worn until the day they vanished.
Gone, but not forgotten
Lingering in spirit
Remembered forever in our hearts and chilly toes.
About the Creator
Natasja Rose
I've been writing since I learned how, but those have been lost and will never see daylight (I hope).
I'm an Indie Author, with 30+ books published.
I live in Sydney, Australia
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Comments (18)
Haha what a fun TS! Congrats!!
Congrats on Top Story!
Congratulations on Top Story!
Reminds me of a Tom Robbins novel, Skinny Legs and All, in which (inanimate objects Robbins personifies) Dirty Sock, Can o' Beans, and Spoon run away together. Such fun!
Awesome...supports my theory that dryers often have intense cravings for socks which is why I can never find any after I do laundry. :)
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Wonderful story, congratulations!
This made me smile! Congrats on to story!
Fantastic!!! Loved it!!!
Oh, that's a good one! Welp, they saw an opportunity to leave...and they took it 😁 Great poem and great top story!
This is serious (at 2:09): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FeIZl1N-SWA&t=9s
Sock, oh sock, how you smell xD
hahaha, I spent about 10 minutes this morning looking for a mate...for my sock. Congrats!!
Man, I've lost some good socks. Raising a glass to them today. Great poem, super fun! Congrats on the Top Story!
Ah, yes. 10 pair of plain white sport socks and 3 lonely dress socks. Congratulations!
There is a day for everything , and this is a great way to celebrate one of those many things, excellent work
I bought 5 pairs, and now i'm down to 2 and 1/2. I don't remember coming home sockless....hmm.
Haha, I didn't know there was such a day! Loving this poem.