Darn You! An Ode to Lost Socks

I will wait for you, my dear lost socks. I will keep a drawer filled with your unfortunate mates, and wait patiently for your return. I vow to wear only black socks from now on, mourning your unfortunate demise. I know they may not match every outfit, but you are worth it.

That is all, my dear sweet friend. I will wait for you, please return to me. A lone sock is simply that, alone.