Known As Dawn

*:**:**:**;**:** this shining burst strokes early day’s first shade illumination flashing all corners of galaxy’s face and this my name was marked in womb’s white lace~~ upon Dad’s request ,as training general abroad, was made it was Mom’s first time to bear middle- child without Dad around all present christened me many names for fond memories~~ in the end, i had four titles, certificate’s page singing melodies Amelia for mother’s, one that’s Grandma’s ~~others subtlety profound Dad’s desire that real name come from district he was assigned the meaning “goddess of light”~~first morn’s crocheted shawl~~ an image painting streaks of first daybreak’s gold, brushed wall~ that it was loved by kin, a symbol stamped in family’s history designed still, more terms of endearment were showered upon me the nickname” Nette” and more always drifted back and forth tenderly~~ yet, it was an abbreviated moniker plucked from late 60’s modernity for i have come to be me ,fondly known as such~~ a gypsy so free intimate souls affix real name with tender variants dearly strewn ~~ they cherish essence of its meaning, such presence like blooming light my being’s shades of nitrogen green and gold gush even at night’s delight if you can second guess the enchantment of my name, it’s almost… “DAWN” ************************* (( for Linda Marie's " What’s In A Name Contest" ))