After I’m Gone

After I’m Gone
–by “Diane”

Hold my child for me
after I’m gone.
Don’t let his beloved rose
deceive him
peddling petals as love
when lust is merely
red gloss in vain

Hide his love from the orchid
Save him from the black widow spider

Let him be
a cool light
like a firefly
flashy, but
don’t let anyone
keep him in a jar

Let his gentle soul
shine my path,
buzz where
I have been
but better
than bitter

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