Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

The Name

My heritage gives babies names
Of relatives deceased.
It’s like the name was never owned
But, for a lifetime, leased.

Some people “cheat” a little bit
And use the starting letter,
Especially if there are names
That they like so much better. 

It’s still an honor to confer
The name of one who died,
For memories that moniker
Will naturally provide.

The Royals do not share with me
My customs or routines.
My children didn’t get their names
From lines of kings or queens.

So I, like many others, wait
To hear the royal choices.
Reporters need a name to note
As everyone rejoices.

Whatever, though, this child is called,
Most likely will appeal.
Approval, in this case, I’m sure,
Comes with the royal seal.

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Andrea Dietrich July 24, 2013 at 12:08 AM you are on a royal roll, my friend!!!! Hey, they could call her after Harry "harryette" heehee

Eileen Manassian July 23, 2013 at 11:36 PM Good one, my dear.....It keeps us guessing....lovely sweet poem as always... hugs

Robert Johnson July 23, 2013 at 3:52 PM Anna fanna bo banna, you can be sure it won't be Anna. But if one day his gender don't feel right. He might become her and it just might. :) You just never know where your mind will go when your trying to respond. What ever does come down the pike, Mom and Dad will still be fond.