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Curled In Grandmother's Arms
As I lay curled in grandmother’s arms;
dreaming intently of butterflies fluttering.
Scented fields bestowing pungent charms;
where I envision honey bee wings a puttering.
Dreaming intently of butterflies fluttering;
weaving amid long blades of green grass.
Where I envision honey bee wings a puttering;
in the soft breeze that blows abruptly pass.
Weaving amid long blades of green grass;
I stalk a lumbering caterpillar marching by.
In the soft breeze that blows abruptly pass;
suddenly I am aroused by a doting sigh.
I stalk a lumbering caterpillar marching by;
scented fields bestowing pungent charms.
Suddenly I am aroused by a doting sigh;
as I lay curled in grandmother’s arms.
Copyright © 2013 By Caryl S. Muzzey
Fifth Place Winner ~ "Write me a poem …(about an adorable picture)” Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Leonora Galinta
March 20, 2013
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