I am I

Without a name

I am I still

Without a name

 

You may wish to call me in the dark of night

You may wish to reach out,

When I am out of sight,

You may wish to write me a poem,

A song or a sonnet

What name shall you then

Write upon it,

 

So precious name,

You are not in vain,

Addressing this house, this body, this frame,

Though it too will change,

 

I am I

As will always be

But with this name

You will remember me