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Wriggling with Happiness

Posted on July 9, 2015 by kathryningrid

Heart’s Aflutter

Forgive me if I seem a nutter,

the way I mumble, moon, and mutter,

but I can’t help my palpitating

when my heart is all aflutter.

Pardon that I cling to what’re

rhymes as rife with fat as butter—

maybe even nauseating—

but my heart is all aflutter.

Please absolve me when I putter

aimlessly, and stammer, stutter,

stumble as I’m indicating

that my heart is all aflutter!

9 thoughts on “Wriggling with Happiness”

journeyintopoetry on July 9, 2015 at 04:25 said:

You have me smiling this morning! Love the artwork too! 😊 xx

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- kathryningrid on July 28, 2015 at 20:11 said:
  
  🙂 😀 Smiling right back at you! With love. 😀
  
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robert okaji on July 9, 2015 at 05:54 said:

What’re and butter! Groan (just my envy oozing out).

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- kathryningrid on July 28, 2015 at 20:13 said:
  
  Is it really envy, or just butter oozing? 😉
  
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  - robert okaji on July 28, 2015 at 20:13 said:
    
    They are, at times, one and the same!
    
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Rosemary Bolstad on July 9, 2015 at 10:39 said:

So true.

Sent from my iPad

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- kathryningrid on July 28, 2015 at 20:15 said:
  
  Loving butterflies are unavoidable. But pretty fun. 😉
  
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Steve Schwartzman on July 9, 2015 at 19:56 said:

And so all other rhymes forsaking,
You chose those dozen lines to utter.

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- kathryningrid on July 28, 2015 at 20:25 said:
  
  Am I self-incriminating,
  Or my mind just in the gutter?
  
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