Avocado socks

i’m happy that no longer

i need so many clothes

no more second layer

and definitely no socks

like ice cream on a cone

the days, they melt away,

chased by summer’s heat

they disappear in vain.

i look back with sorrow

to days when i was cold

with nothing to warm me

but avocado socks

they felt so nice and cozy

like sunlight after rain

like hugs after a cry like

whispers after dark.

i fondly remember

when you gave them to me

i smiled at their silliness

and loved you even more

at least during the summer

i’ll keep them in a drawer

and lock away the feeling

of avocado socks.