Out with the old, in with the new…odd socks!
Fun poems odd sock poem. It is the beginning of a New Year so that means revisiting old resolutions and making new ones. One New Year’s resolution I keep is to start the New Year by cleaning out drawers and removing unwanted clutter. By getting rid of the old, I’m actually making room for the new that I know will eventually takes its place. The sock drawer is a good starting point when teaching young children how to organize their drawers. This “chore” can be made into a fun game of matching and also finding which one is different – especially when there are odd socks among the pile.
Old Sock Poem
The following poem, Odd Sock Planet, by Valerie Waite is a fun poem to share just before you begin organizing a sock drawer, whether it be your grandchild’s or yours. And when you are finished, recycle those odd socks with the clever uses and craft suggestions found below. Happy organizing!
Odd Sock Planet
In our house is a drawer
Which is full of odd socks.
They appear from nowhere
And gather in flocks.
I don’t know where they come from,
But this I know for sure,
Each time I look inside the drawer
I see a dozen more.
There must surely be a planet
Where odd socks can go and stay
To recover from the trauma
Of sniffing feet all day.
There they walk in perfumed gardens,
And through fields of new mown hay.
For the natives of this planet are
Odd socks that flew away.
So, if you find some of your socks
Have vanished without trace.
Just think how happy they must be
Up there, in Outer Space.
© 2004 Valerie Waite
(used with permission by the author)
After receiving the suggestion from Valerie Waite to share Odd Sock Planet with you, I did some research on Odd Socks…here’s what I found:
Odd Sock Holidays
- November 6 – Mismatched Sock Appreciation Day
- April 3 – Odd Sock Day
Recycle Odd Socks
You can find some great ideas on how to recycle your odd socks:
Making a Sock Snowman (my favorite – offers more than one way)
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Does anyone have the words to a poem I once had pinned to my laundry cupboard – I moved house and unfortunately left it behind – it starts off with “Odd Socks” and ends up “the sockgobblers sleep soundly with fluff-rimmed mouths, dreaming of their next feast” I can’t remember the whole poem and would love to have it again. Pat
I love the poem and the idea to use old socks for craft projects!
Love it 🙂 🙂 🙂
Warmly
Marinela
I leave my lonely socks in the bottom of my laundry basket. If I put them in the sock drawer, I would never get around to pairing them up when the mates show up!