Ode To A Lost Glove

Oh glove, why have you left me when I need you most. Had you become lost in the summer time, I wouldn't have minded. Why, like all things that come in pairs, must only one of you get lost? You know I can't wear just one glove. Not only is it ineffective, it makes me look ridiculous. It's sad that we must be parted this way. I hope that your replacement will be more loyal.