I Am the Bee
I became Debra Joan at the age of six
Formerly known as Debbi Jo
Up until then that's what I'd know
Something my new parents thought they'd fix
Adopted then and a bit confused
I wasn't quite sure of who I was
A tender kid I cried because
I did not like this name they used
As I grew older I came to know
My first two names meant lots of trouble
I had to come running on the double
And the name sure wasn't Debbi Jo
Debra Joan was used so gruffly
Meaning I'd done something bad
I'd displeased my mom and dad
And I would sure be dealt with roughly
But then I learned something in school
That my name Debra meant"the bee"
And a prophetess of Israeli degree
This knowledge I thought was pretty cool
So I began to enjoy my name
Didn't mind losing my previous one
That name I'd had when I'd first begun
For the person I was remained the same
** for contest "What's In A Name"
sponsored by Linda-Marie-Sweetheart of PS
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