Do you really want to read this? Well, okay, here it goes:
Many moons ago,
while howling at the blue moon,
my father, the Man on the Moon,
met my mother, Luna,
down by the Moonlight Bay.....
Back in the early eighties, I met my husband, a very nice hippie-guy
with a motorcycle and long hair, kingsize waterbed,ya know, the works. Well, I
told him I was a fairly cosmic individual, and that I was a Cancerian, otherwise
known as a Moonchild, (thanks, Jean Dixon, wherever you shine!) Well, he started
calling me "Moonflower," cuz he's like that, and the name just stuck. Its very
ME. And the 'Kosmic' part came from the fact that I am a cosmic person, and my REAL name begins with a
'K,' so cosmic became kosmic.
