Names are funny things, I think –
The importance we tack to them,
Of how they’re spelled and what
They mean: leader, servant, or gem
It shows how little we can read into
It shows how little we can read into
The lives of those around us
From the people that we barely know
To the people we feel have found us
But I love your name, I love its
sound
Spoken by any voice at all
I love it for what it means to me
I love that it’s a voice I can
call
You see
Your name means safety,
A heart that’s true
And most of all,
Your name means you
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