Whats In a Name
When young I wanted to seriously change my name,
to something pretty like Rose but not everyday Mary Jane,
being named after a flower would've be so sweet,
feeling like a scented princess from my head down to my feet,
Then I noticed in the late 1960's some female celebrities,
who were up and coming with the same first name as me,
one a svelte pop singer the other a fashion model,
thats when to my name I started to feel a little more partial,
My Mom buying me a barrette that I wore proudly in my hair,
with my name upon it which I wore with a lot of care,
liking my name more but wishing I could've dropped the L,
because of hearing certain songs on the radio that made my heart melt,
But since I'm almost 60 I guess I'm stuck with it,
its a name I guess I grew into and which somehow fits,
guessing its better than what would've been my parents first choice,
impulsively changing it on my birth certificate and to which I can rejoice!
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Copyright © Cheryl Hoffman | Year Posted 2017
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