No Shoes Required Poem by Jacqui Broad

Take off your shoes,
upon entering my door.
Give me clues,
when I ask for more...
Sing beautiful woes,
like I've never heard before.

When I allow you to come in,
tread lightly on my ground.
There's plenty to be seen,
if you're sensitive to sound.
I'll harmonize with the ballad you sing,
and leave you howling like a hound.

Dance barefoot on my heart's floor,
and I may let you explore some more...