The Name
Not all flowers I call by one name
Not lady, miss or even Madam
All beautiful, all just the same,
But one flower I call by one name.
She answers with a single word
Not sir, mister or even milord.
Every time I hear a sweet Chord
when she answers with this word.
May everyone find one flower,
Not in a garden, road or tower,
With this same uncanny power:
To be a love-named flower.
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