28 July 2012
She browses on the Internet, To find a little more, For when she looks upon her name, The subject's rather sore.
She's never really liked her name, Not catchy, cute or cool... It's not a very popular one, Never had the chance to rule.
She'd rather be a 'Bethany', A 'Clara' or a 'Lex', Instead she is a 'Heather', And it's like a curse or hex.
But looking on the interweb, She gets a nice surprise, And reading through the readings, She doesn't notice how time flies.
Apparently she is 'selfless', A 'seductress', has 'good luck', She reads through the article, Scouting every single nook.
And so she looks upon her name, In a new, adjusted light, And finds her future beaming, Newly, finely bright.
Being A 'Heather'. • Opuss № I