-yet we think it a constant.
I am not now, who I was as a child.
I hope I’ve grown,
And will continue to do so.
In many ways I am not nearly the same.
But, is that identity?
All the ins and outs – the surface of the water?
Or is there something more,
The depth below the surface, so to speak
And anyways, does it really matter?
Does anybody really know
Who they are?