Today I give you my “what’s in a name poem" with a view to answering the question; What does a name really mean. In this short Poem I make no attempt at answering the questions, but just to provoke dialog.
No long talk today, so here's the poem; # 10 from the book of poems call; Waters of Silver Springs
In name only.
Everybody sitting around was a-sighing
As some merely sat and roll their eying
Because you were there a-baby crying
If you are crying they were saying
Then you are not really dying
It was Diamond Golding and his wife name Crystal
Whose daughter Ruby was in the sick stall
But upon finding themselves both penniless,
And wanting for their child to have the best
Went out and sold off all their assets
And yet the proceeds being insufficient
That prompted them to sign the consent
Which also permits the dueling picker
That same one with the sterling silver clipper
To chop off her hair for to pay the piper
E Lloyd Kelly
Here's a thought for today:
God you say is in the business of multiplication, if all that you ever brought to him when you pray was nothing, nada, zilch, zero. What then would you have in the multiplied pile?
Feel free to leave your answers or comments in the comments area below. thank you.