Exuberance propels her into the water
Oblivious to the cold
Plunging in for the sheer joy
Being absorbed and enveloped
Cradled in an ocean sized bath
Retrieving her stick and returning
to present her prize
and plead for the opportunity
to do it all again.
And to do it with joy
How I yearn for the ability
to practice exuberance
as it is taught by a dog
Instead, I fear reaction
I recoil from the effect
it might have on others
- the suspicion with which
I might be regarded.
So I curb my instinct
and stifle my exuberance
But be warned!
One day it will al come pouring out!
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