This belongs to Catherine Knott.
I got it as a link to my sister who has the poem tattooed on her leg. It’s another way we are connected now, though we live on opposite sides of the country. She got the same tattoo as me a few years back, so I’m reciprocating the love here.
This is Diane’s.
The rose was tattooed in October of 2006 and the writing in August of 2008, both by Scott Clark at Pushing Ink in Amherst, Nova Scotia, Canada. It is in memory of a close friend of mine and my family’s who died very unexpectedly at the age of 26. She has been my inspiration to be the best person that I can be, and I had this tattooed so she will always be close by me, and always “have my back”.
This is Jenni’s.
It was originally a commemoration for my Nana who passed away from M.S. (multiple sclerosis). My mom and I found the poem when she entered hospice and it provided a lot of comfort for us. I just feel like it is a beautiful way to remember someone.
This belongs to Leah.
Perhaps it’s overdone, but my husband and I had “i carry your heart with me” by e.e. cummings read at our wedding last November. Shortly after, we both had a line from the poem, along with our wedding date tattooed on us. My husband deploys with the Army tomorrow [sent in 2011], and it’s a nice sentiment/reminder that even though we are apart, our hearts are interlinked.
This belongs to Sara.
Ever since high school I have been in love with e.e. cummings poetry. This past winter my brother died in a car accident and at his memorial service I read the poem â€˜i carry your heartâ€™. It means a lot to me in the fact I really believe that I carry a piece of him at all times, and as I grow he is with me. He was only twenty-seven when he passed, but I feel as if he is still around, learning and growing with me. He is forever my inspiration to go balls to the wall, and never look back. Thanks for your time.
This belongs to Bridget.
This belongs to Katie.
This poem was read at my Mom’s services. She had a butterfly tattoo so I decided to get one as well. The butterfly is something that has been overdone and this poem has been inked on many people before me, but the significance of the two couldn’t be any more important to me and I’m really glad I decided to have it done. If ever a day passed that I didn’t think about my Mom, this is a constant reminder that she’s watching over me and just a little more a part of me.
This belongs to Meg, UK.
To be honest the title means a lot more to me than the poem in full. It is for everyone I have known as a friend or more, or less that has made an impact on me. No matter how I feel about them now I will always carry a piece of them in my heart.
This is Katie’s.
I lost my dad five years ago, and have since been looking for a tattoo idea that would best commemorate his life and all that he meant to me. The first time I read this poem I fell in love with it, and its beginning really stuck with me. I decided to get it tattooed in a heart shape right above my heart, as a constant reminder that though my dad is gone, he’ll always be with me. It’s done in my own handwriting.