by Jesse House
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Rated "G" by the Author.
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A poem about someone I know.
Thank you for inspiration.
she brings a teardrop to my eye
the gentle, fragile butterfly
and though i try to find the truth
i know it's all a bitter lie
she finds the strings i've buried deep
the ones that draw me out of sleep
when dreams are empty holes of fear
and fear is all i'll ever need
she smiles a bit, a little one
it stops my heart, it blacks my sun
the ache inside my chest tells me
it's over before it's begun
she looks at me, her eyes aglow
the sadness there is all i know
and yet beneath is something new
a fragile hope begins to grow
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|Reviewed by Michelle Mead
|I have a friend that everytime i see butterflies I think of her, and your poem was one i could relate to, lovely.|
|Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
|Oh my,beautiful writing sweet man..I do love butterflies...take care OK..Hugsss|
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|Very touching and the butterfly is symbolism for transformation which you have blended well...
Be always safe,