I Chopped Down the Cherry Tree

I must confess.
I can not tell a lie.
Not to you.
The sock,
Well something is just off.
I know it looks pretty good.
I like to steal a glance at it now and then.
Show it off.
Swell a bit with pride.
And then,
Deflate.
No matter how many times I check the gauge,
Convince myself that,
YES,
It is correct;
I know this sock is just too big.
It's a flop.
It will NEVER fit.
So I am starting over.
Fresh.
Smaller needles?
I still have plenty of yarn.
(Sockatta yarn is over 400 yards.)
I will make a new pair.
And,
I will hold on to this.
One.
Lone.
Sock.
My First Sock.
As a keepsake.
Sigh.