Wearing Earrings

Every day, when I get dressed, No matter how I’m feeling, I choose the clothes that, comfort-wise, I find the most appealing. I may not see another soul, (My husband, though, excluded) Yet for my day to rock and roll, I would be quite deluded… If nothing dangled near my face, For earrings are required And every morning I embrace A pair that I’ve acquired. Some favorites tend to reappear But since I have so many, You’d never glance at either ear To find me without any. My husband wonders why do I Insist on this tradition. My answer, given with a sigh, Might spark some recognition. It cheers me up to add a bit Of charm to my reflection; Those earrings also benefit, Diverting close inspection.