A Sock Heaven

A fate to which we all are proned
with every pair we've ever owned,
it happens to our favorite pair
as one dissolves into thin air!

Once the laundry has been done,
what left as two, returns as one.
the one sock comes back nice and clean-
its mate is never again seen.

Magically, "if" both come back,
one is blue, the other-black!
The search is on to find those socks
from hampers, trash to litter box,

continuing behind the doors,
in closets, dressers, beds and floors-
You may have thought you'd never miss
the one that fell in the abyss...

Once as with a magic wand,
it's doomed to meet the "Great Beyond".
We victims have the right to know,
"Where DO those missing half-pairs go"?

To better fight the "lost-sock-blues",
just tape your pant legs to your shoes,
or hide the fact that one was lost,
by sitting with the ankles crossed!

Perhaps one striped and one argyle
will come to be the latest style?
Until then, "Makers hear our plea:
Why don't they come in pairs of 'three"?