Elannia Lake


My Butterfly


A butterfly sits on my wrist
It reminds me much of the past
All the things that I’ve pushed through
And am trying to get past
My scars represent
So many things
Hurt and deceit
And broken-hearted pain
Then I drew my butterfly
And named it after you
The person who started with me
And helped me get through
We’ve been through so much
Cried together, laughed together
Held each other close
When I look down at my marked up wrist
I smile…because it reminds me of you

Submitted: Tuesday, October 01, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 02, 2013

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This poem is dedicated to one of my best friends who started the butterfly project with me, and helped me through so much

Comments about this poem (My Butterfly by Elannia Lake )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  9. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

Poem of the Day

poet Robert Herrick

Here we are all, by day; by night we're hurl'd
By dreams, each one into a several world.... Read complete »

   
[Hata Bildir]