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.