Amanda, Tom, Michael, more- What’s in a Name? You are.
Amanda was a little Manda-Panda and an Ama-Llama,
before she was Mandy with friends and Amanda for Momma,
long before she was any Mandy-candy with man drama,
two-facing her friends and bleeding the wrong kind of karma.
Tom was never a little Thomas or Tommy,
an adorable Tom-Tom with is Tom-Tummy,
who’ll always be Tom to his Dad and Mommy,
unlike those wish-washes Tom/Thomas and Michael.
Michael was an angel who became a tyrant,
went by Mike and held himself as a giant,
shows his sweet side for our compliance,
and is likely to rage if we’re ever defiant.
As a Mandy who was never an Amanda, I can say,
I’ve learned a lot, and still know so little, about names;
yet, in folks, I recognize what’s different and the same,
and knowingly used it whenever the notion came.
The funny thing about names:
They don’t define us any way,
we define them in what we do,
what we say, and convey.
You can make your name great.