What's On Her Mind? Poem by Ima Ryma

She is a young girl, so I try
To let her make decisions of
Where we walk and not wonder why.
We share a growing bond of love.
Today we walk to a new spot,
She calls the ocean, which does be
A tub of water, a whole lot,
Kind of overwhelming to me.
Right down to the edge we do go,
Close to the water we do get.
Then she takes the leash off, oh, oh!
I feel parts of me getting wet.

She seems intent on water log,
A big bath for this puppy dog.