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(Written in 8th Grade) As I grew up along-side of memories, I realized that my name grew with me; shaping and morphing itself into who I am today. But wouldn’t it be fun to not be me for a single day? Not have the name, Alice? I could be someone smiling bright, maybe Melina. Or might I try on the name Jessie. Nah, too laid back and chill; so I take the name off and put it back on it’s hanger. I could be haughty and proud, with my nose in the air; I could be a Penelope. I window-shop for more names, browsing among all the different personalities. Fern seems fun, friendly and cordial. Or I might stick around and act as a Sam. Boyish? Aw yeah. Just maybe not for me. I’ll be Stella, all book-sharp for a day or I could be a Chloé, exotic and beautiful. Or switch my style into the retro girly Natalie. What would it be, to have the name Katie, just for a day? Zoey, Liana, Stacy, Diane. Isabelle, Marilyn, Delia, Hannah. Maybe give my name an exotic twist, Alyssa? After trying on names of all kind, some just weren’t for me. Too ‘krazy’? Shy? Ecstatic? Cool? Like a huge circus parade with different costumes, the loud gaudy colors blinding me. Like all the different shoes at Aldo’s; sky-high heels, wedges, sandals, boots. I slip out the shoes, I peel off the names. Because for now, I’d like to stay in my own skin; as a plain old Alice.
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May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 8:41 AM UTC
dreamerforever
The Name Alice
(Written in 8th Grade) As I grew up along-side of memories, I realized that my name grew with me; shaping and morphing itself into who I am today. But wouldn’t it be fun to not be me for a single day? Not have the name, Alice? I could be someone smiling bright, maybe Melina. Or might I try on the name Jessie. Nah, too laid back and chill; so I take the name off and put it back on it’s hanger. I could be haughty and proud, with my nose in the air; I could be a Penelope. I window-shop for more names, browsing among all the different personalities. Fern seems fun, friendly and cordial. Or I might stick around and act as a Sam. Boyish? Aw yeah. Just maybe not for me. I’ll be Stella, all book-sharp for a day or I could be a Chloé, exotic and beautiful. Or switch my style into the retro girly Natalie. What would it be, to have the name Katie, just for a day? Zoey, Liana, Stacy, Diane. Isabelle, Marilyn, Delia, Hannah. Maybe give my name an exotic twist, Alyssa? After trying on names of all kind, some just weren’t for me. Too ‘krazy’? Shy? Ecstatic? Cool? Like a huge circus parade with different costumes, the loud gaudy colors blinding me. Like all the different shoes at Aldo’s; sky-high heels, wedges, sandals, boots. I slip out the shoes, I peel off the names. Because for now, I’d like to stay in my own skin; as a plain old Alice.
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You were born of passion and intimacy Your little soul was given shape when love was fresh and new We didn't know it then, ignorant bliss we were in But you were taking shape: creeping in like morning dew The day we found your presence was one of joy and wonder We had no idea how hard the journey, we would take it step-by-step We looked forward to your coming, but we feared our imperfections We did our best to plan ahead...but for new life, can one truly prep? The weeks flew by, you grew and grew! You were developing at an incredible pace! Each tiny part was taking shape First a heartbeat, then a face Nine short-long months you lived in me Our bodies knit together as one Rumble, tumble, hiccup, kick Never knowing if you were daughter or son Then came the days of labor and travail Labor of love, but painfully long First in the home, then to hospital rushed All for the moment you cried your first song Music to my ears was your first little wail "It's a girl!" was exclaimed as you were laid in my arms My Melina, my sweetie girl, my precious one From that first moment you had me charmed They took you from me to clean you and warm you Then brought you back to cuddle with me Oh the agony when they found fault in your breath And took you the second time from me Empty arms in an empty room It was a long, lonely night: that first night of all I cried as I thought of how far apart... Sepparated from you by dozens of halls We spent several days waiting for you Your recovery was quick, but felt so slow The day we finally took you home Made our hearts leap, skip, and glow Now that you're here, there are no silent nights My arms are filled with your ravenous self But I would not change that, no not for the world Though tired and insufficient myself For this journey we've begun is teaching me much I am selfish, impatient, and often unkind But God gives more grace on this road of life And your smile so sweet as you relax and unwind I love you, Melina.
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Sep 18, 2021
Sep 18, 2021 at 1:30 AM UTC
LoreandLegend
To Melina
You were born of passion and intimacy Your little soul was given shape when love was fresh and new We didn't know it then, ignorant bliss we were in But you were taking shape: creeping in like morning dew The day we found your presence was one of joy and wonder We had no idea how hard the journey, we would take it step-by-step We looked forward to your coming, but we feared our imperfections We did our best to plan ahead...but for new life, can one truly prep? The weeks flew by, you grew and grew! You were developing at an incredible pace! Each tiny part was taking shape First a heartbeat, then a face Nine short-long months you lived in me Our bodies knit together as one Rumble, tumble, hiccup, kick Never knowing if you were daughter or son Then came the days of labor and travail Labor of love, but painfully long First in the home, then to hospital rushed All for the moment you cried your first song Music to my ears was your first little wail "It's a girl!" was exclaimed as you were laid in my arms My Melina, my sweetie girl, my precious one From that first moment you had me charmed They took you from me to clean you and warm you Then brought you back to cuddle with me Oh the agony when they found fault in your breath And took you the second time from me Empty arms in an empty room It was a long, lonely night: that first night of all I cried as I thought of how far apart... Sepparated from you by dozens of halls We spent several days waiting for you Your recovery was quick, but felt so slow The day we finally took you home Made our hearts leap, skip, and glow Now that you're here, there are no silent nights My arms are filled with your ravenous self But I would not change that, no not for the world Though tired and insufficient myself For this journey we've begun is teaching me much I am selfish, impatient, and often unkind But God gives more grace on this road of life And your smile so sweet as you relax and unwind I love you, Melina.
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