From Slippers To Stilettos
In old fuzzy slippers, she makes her children's lunches
wondering and worrying if her husband has any hunches
of where she goes or what she does while he works each day
or that she spends her time thinking, "While the cat's away..."
In worn bedroom slippers, she kisses each darling cheek
a good mother is always loving. Role models should be meek
She hurries her young ones to the bus and off to school
aware of the ticking hands of the clock, but playing it cool
Doting mother, affectionate wife, in fuzzy slippered shoes
but there is another pair, the sexy ones she'll soon choose
Tucked in the closet are ones she keeps hidden, anticipating
how they make her feel, and the man who will be waiting
In black stiletto heels, she becomes quite a capricious flirt
Her husband has no clue. Oh, how much he would be hurt
if he knew of those sexy shoes and tight-fitting slinky dresses
the perfume she wears for him, the way she curls her tresses
And when the deed is done, she slinks her way back home
to bathe her secret sins away in a tub of bubbles and foam
Into those well worn slippers, she will slide her cunning feet
to welcome home her family, with a smile so sugary sweet
August 1, 2017
Two Pair of Shoes
for John Lawless
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