My Purple Socks
Sometimes when I begin my day
And things don’t seem to go my way
I try to think outside the box
And put on my bright purple socks
Spring often spits out a surprise
Dark clouds, cold winds and snow-filled skies
When colors seem as dull as rocks
I put on my bright purple socks
Life is a complicated test
And simple pleasures are the best
Because of this great paradox
I put on my bright purple socks
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