What’s in a name?
28 March 2014
They’re really just labels on you
It’s the excuse I am using
I see you sometimes week in and week out
But oh, who are you
I forgot your name (again)
But what’s in a name?
Is my memory fried (But I didn’t even take drugs?)
But I smile all the same
I may not know your name
But would you remember my smile?
Your face I have seen
In a crowd, I would know
Maybe, let’s not exchange words,
But simple smiles….
Then I wouldn’t feel so bad
It’s in the eyes they say
I hope that’s true
May my eyes ever be attentive?
To your passing
“Hi, what’s your name?”
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