A Flowery flip flop Sonnet
Hello ladies! Our babes group just had our annual flip flop exchange, and it inspired me to write a little something about one of my favorite summer accessories.
I love flip-flops. There's something about them that signals summertime and happy days....the gentle flap, flap of rubber hitting concrete; the fresh air tickling my feet; all those pretty, painted toenails coming out of hiding....kids and adults running screaming from the fire ants (Oops! Sorry, I think that's just in Texas). Ok, even with the fire ants, I STILL love flip flops, so here goes:
How do I love my flip flops, let me count the ways:
I love them in the summer, when my feet are fancy-free;
I love them in the winter, in Houston, you will see;
I love them in the springtime, even in the rain;
I love them in the fall, though the days are on the wane.
I love them when it's sunny, 'cuz my feet get toasty tan.
I love them when it's cloudy, I can still be somewhat glam.
I love them when it's raining, they won't fall all apart.
My flip flops, I love you, you're dear to my heart!