(From November 2018 through March 2019, I wrote one poem a day for 100 days at my Facebook page. While I get my act together to return to ranking things, I will be reprinting the poems here. I’m currently writing another 100 poems. Rankings will resume soon)
My bedroom closet is oft filled with clothes
A state that I have willed
But today my dresser is bare
What on earth am I going to wear?
I have three socks that are quite clean
One white, one black, one neon green
And so I’ll do laundry dressed lest I freeze
In socks, my Sunday best
(Originally published here on December 2, 2018)