A poem to commemorate National Lost Socks Memorial Day

Lost Socks

Is there a place where
all the lost socks go?
I have a grieving single sock
who would really like to know.

Does the Land of Lost Socks
actually exist,
or is it a silly idea
that is easily dismissed?

Is there some sort of portal
in the washing machine or dryer
that leads to another plane of existence,
perhaps one that is higher?

Those who are turned into sock puppets
or dust rags, or simply thrown away
cling to the hope that they'll be reunited
with their lost mates someday.

If you are a sock who has lost its mate
and are seeking surcease of sorrow,
take heart, for the Widowed Socks Support Group
will meet again tomorrow. - Jeff Barnes