A Father Knows

A father knows.... 

The sonorous expressions of her daughter's anklets,

The argentum adornment that embellishes her infant steps. 

Unremitting tinkles coming to his contiguity

To seek for his refuge from mother's rage. 

Her impulsive maiden demeanour, 

Casting, orphan parades of anklets in cadence. 

Impatient to aspire to the pinnacle in haste, 

Or to bemuse the world with her innocuous graceful presence. 

Comatose in her ecstatic world, or skips a heartbeat in amour

Father knows the scarlet impressions of her contour. 

Now she is ladylove of a man

Her diminutive intermittent steps jingles her matured flows

All a father knows.........