Silver slippers beckon me Offering to climb the stair, To forbidden everywhere. Silver slippers? Ecstasy! Fairyland for one like me! In my clumsy rubber pair, Made with zippers, I scrub down the golden stair, That other maids may find it fair, To tread, in silver slippers. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DON JUAN'S SONG by ISAAC ROSENBERG FISHERMAN IN SONGKHLA by KAREN SWENSON THE JOYS OF THE ROAD by BLISS CARMAN FIDELIS by ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER CALIBAN IN THE COAL MINES by LOUIS UNTERMEYER WHAT BEST I SEE; TO U.S.G. RETURN'D FROM HIS WORLD'S TOUR by WALT WHITMAN |