Sockless
The weatherman predicted warmth
And so I ditched my socks.
I felt a little chill which vanished
After several blocks.
My ankle wore a bracelet which
Had languished, calmly waiting,
Until my foot was sockless
To break free of hibernating.
And as I strolled the sunny streets,
Sans socks but thus adorned,
I thought of my beloved boots,
Now seasonally scorned.
I’ll wear them once again this fall
With socks, I guarantee,
But now I’m just delighted
To be bare beneath the knee!
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2013
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