Simon and Garfunkel’s song comes to mind
I am a Rock ( in this case an igneous rock in Iceland found where the mid- Atlantic ridge comes above ground and its widening is measurable).
I am an island
But in reality I am none of these things Iam I.A.M. or at least I was before I became I.A.W. The initials I am had so much more power than I aw. Now I sound a bit like a donkey. So what I was when I was I am.
The infant I AM.
The International traveller I AM
The immature I AM
The intelligent I AM
The idiot I AM
In response to Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge