Slippers

YOu gave your slippers to me
As I had frogoten mine,
And when I asked
How could you walk,father,
Among these throney grasses,
You just said,
Father know every thron around. 

I felt it wasn't true,
And I saw that wasn't ,too...

But took your slippers,
And walked, them on,
And thought I had no choise,
And thought you were used to it...

I felt that wasn't true,
And I saw that wasn't , too...

But I didn't have a choice.
Coz............
I couldn't walk on that throny ground,
Bare foot,
Though you did it for me.
COz..................
You are the father,
and I your daughter.
And can't love you....than you do to me..