I Married A Man Who Folds His Socks

I Married a Man Who Folds His Socks
Daniel Krenz, composer
Sarah Dunnevant, alto
Lydia Warren, piano
Premiered at the Nashville Composer's Collective on January 30, 2022.
www.danielkrenzmusic.com
I married a man who folds his socks.
I say that, but he corrects me.
He doesn’t fold them.
He lays them out flat, matching the pairs together, And makes neat orderly stacks in his drawer.
His folded boxers sit beside them, And my drawer slumps above his.
I know that’s not technically folding,
But the organizational spirit is the same.
I match my socks together too.
-mostly; I have many odd socks I pair up, combining or clashing their colors and patterns- I tuck the tops into each other and ball them up, Tossing the balls into my drawer
Along with my undershirts, panties, and bras!
I could say this symbolizes our personalities, That it describes without words our differences: He is tidy, I am not.
But that would be false.
What it really shows,
Is just how much I hate laundry.
G.E. Tipton