What’s in a name?

Beatrice

“The bringer of joy”

That doesn’t quite feel right

I’ve been told my smile lights up the room

But who am I to believe that my existence would be the pinnacle of bright?

And maybe that is the catch

In order to bring others joy I may not give it to myself

Maybe my gift is only to be shared with someone else

Maybe to be the bringer of joy

Is to be the recipient of sorrow

Or perhaps it’s simply a name,

And means nothing at all