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No More Butterflies
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No More Butterflies |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere 
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It is the twenty-fifth of July. August tenth will be here And I’ll be back to work before I know it. I sense my anxiety rising at the thought of last minute things. After sixteen years you’d think there’d be no more butterflies. But of course I have them, at the drop of a hat. I’m funny like that. I’ve eaten too much ice cream all summer long. I don’t expect my next two Doctor’s appointments to go well. Then there is my hair. It needs cut, permed and colored. That’s three opportunities for disaster. And I need new clothes, that’s another nightmare. The butterflies just keep on coming until they’re in a great big knot at the pit of my stomach. And it hurts alot. So no more butterflies, I’m over my limit for today. I’m going to go lay down until all the butterflies all fly away. LGR(C)7/25/18 |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Laying down doesn't always clear those butterflies, unless of course you take a bottle of wine with you. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
i share this mood, lori, life sometimes can ve difficult, the poem is wonderful best wishes yann |
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