A Fear of Father's Slipper's.
Since childhood had the fondness
To let the day come and me too wear the same shoes
But deep somewhere dwelled a fear at heart
To prove true or part apart.
Father's slippers had a great fear
The persona, the gait the elegance it bore
A tool sometimes to deal naughty ones too.
Now I realise it was love all by sides
Sound of slippers is now a welcome sign
Signs to talk of worldly affairs, or sometimes of little tales
A big fun to go around
A big lesson with a whispering sound
Sound to never give up
Sound to always make up.