My middle name
I used to hate my middle name
Until I learned its meaning,
It came from my Grandma Mary,
The one who washed my mouth out with soap,
The one who taught us not to swear,
The one who was always there,
The name sounded “old” like her,
On TV, it was also a Mule,
The name was so very NOT cool,
I kept it hidden away,
Not claiming it as a part of me,
Until I learned that it meant:
to be free,
And then, this name appealed to me,
My first name of Carol has the meaning of Song,
Music – Melody – Verses and words
That lift the spirit, like the song of a bird,
Song of Freedom is not a bad name,
Not a bad name at all.
cfblack 12-17-2014
Doctor Grandma 
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