Getting dressed in the morning
an uncomfortable surprise,
a hole in my sock.
What a way to start the day
feeling my heel.
Like a heel?
My mom would say:
I told you so.
A toe you sew?
Never discard a perfectly good sock
for a heel you can mend.
Where's that old door knob
she used to insert in a sock
as a pattern to mend a heel?
A reminder of depression era thrift
Me?
I threw the damn sock out.
It's way too early to think,
let alone mend or sew.
Coffee please.
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