A SunFlower by Any Other Name

Seems like the date is late. Baby is on the way.
Kinda afraid of fate. Do we know now what to say?
About this new blooming? Is it healthy? Alive?
With all of its fingers? Its heart robust to thrive?

And before you are born,
A son and/or daughter,
I thought we should write down,
Why you're named what we are.

It's "Loveson G. Flower." A name to be alive.
Carefully chosen here, to help us all survive.
It contains many things, that we believe you are.
And changes Ego strings, with anonymous care.

Your name contains "Love Son," a Mother's message start,
To "Love SunFlower" one. Another kind, heart part.
Also in your naming, is "Love Song Flow" and "We."
Not for clever gaming, but wholeness labeling.

But what about a name, for our new daughter dear?
Is feminine's clear aim, just ignored by Seer?
"Flower" 's a sweet name, which paints colors transport,
A delicate refrain. We'll call her "Love" for short.

"G" might stand for "Gaia," or "Girl" or "Giving" love.
Allow sweet anima; to let give live, not shove.
Then there's a small symbol, after that big "G" there.
Just a round, black, dot hole. Woman's secret treasure?

The "G" spot before "Flow," that lives close to "Lower."
Like "Son" 's lurch of old, unconscious search for "We're."
Which is near whole in line. Happy discovery,
That in our name we find: "Love," "Song," "Flower," to be.


A SunFlower By Any Other Name
by Loveson G. Flower
7/23/97