PUPPY LOVE

Don't go into the water 
Mother said..
Waggling her fingers 
And shaking her head 

Ok mother, I replied 
Just then something in the water 
Caught my eyes 

A little puppy was being carried away 
The wind was blowing antagonizing the waves 

What must I do
I thought to myself 
As the cries of the puppy 
Lingered in my head 

It only took a few seconds 
For me to make up my mind 
I was not a good swimmer 
But the puppy was running out of time 

So I jumped into the water 
And began to swim
Riding the waves confident and unafraid 

With outstretched arm
I reached for my new found friend 
And this is the way 
The story of Buster and me
Begins.

Wilford Barker.