Curled In Grandmother's Arms

Written by: Caryl Muzzey

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
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March 20, 2013