Today we were asked to write a poem about our name. I leaned more general on this one when I think it was intended to be specific, but I had fun.
"What's in a name?" asked dear old Will Philosophizing in rhyme with unparalleled skill, And he got it right, but not all the way, So I'd like to add to his thoughts if I may, For a name gives no meaning to the thing, I suppose. What you call it does not change the scent of the rose. However, the rose gives meaning to its name, And I believe with people, it works much the same. I once was called Clark, but now I'm called Chu And I find that both names ring equally true, For a name does not change you, has no secret power. Call a lemon an apple, it still will taste sour. But neither is a name devoid of all meaning (By now, I should hope, you catch my leaning) A word or a name transmits thought between brains Sharing in one another's joys and our pains. Each fills up his name with his own unique essence, And I hope when you hear mine you feel my presence. So fill up your name with all that is you, And I will continue to mean Ember Chu.
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