I haven't seen them in days.
My feet have launched an all-out hunt for them. Working together, they have searched even the most unlikely of places for my socks. The basement. The toy box.
Even under the couch where there's room only for crumbs and the smallest of dust bunnies...
My feet are in mourning tonight. Saddened by the loss of dear friends. Missing the comfort of their presence on cold, rainy, and windy nights. Like tonight.