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Wiggling With Pure Happy

Wiggling with pure happy Enjoying a mud puddle more than ever before Squealing and barking Prancing and stamping Light hearts making merry like puppies can Uninhibited, untethered, unrestrained. I watch from my window spot Hidden behind a lace curtain Vicariously enjoying the experience She has not forgotten, she will never forget Being six, and loving her puppy like this She watches with mirth in her heart, glad to give them this.

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P.S. Awtry

Date: 5/14/2019 9:02:00 AM

I read the title and my mind said "puppies" before I read another word. That phrase captures the essence of puppy. And oh the poem is just more delight of puppyhood! Enjoyed :)

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/14/2019 11:41:00 AM

It was a photograph of a muddy girl about six holding a muddy puppy; both crazy-happy!

Robert Johnson

Date: 5/14/2019 8:59:00 AM

You paint a very sweet and joyful picture with this Caren. I can just see that little girl and her puppy so innocently revelling in what most of us adults strive so hard to avoid. :)

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/14/2019 11:42:00 AM

I love mud, Leslie. I kind of thrive getting as much of it as I can on myself. Dirt therapy at my house is mud therapy. I have taught my grandchildren this thrill also.