Names

One name can carry many

A single body several people

Yet, when push comes to shove

One person will remain…

Innocence is all but lost on her

A bleeding heart and an altruistic soul

Never a consideration of hurtful intentions

And for that she is Mary

A tendency to be quite loquacious

Constantly full of laughter and elation

But when old skeletons arise, a calm advocate of remembrance

And for that she is Belinda

With her around life is always entertaining

A chuckle will be brought upon you on the dullest of days

What she does is constantly amusing

And for that she is “Nole”

Harbours many a secret that has been told

In times of pain, and of sorrow

A new one she will always welcome

And for that she my friend