Post the Rose

Like a scouting ranger The cowboy's flower will Be my secret messenger To show how much I cared and do still I never told you how bad it was How much I missed you How I drowned it How I almost came through Like you wanted me to Sluice gates shut and I blocked my flow Vault doors closed to Hide the treasure Vanity stopped the show Because of family illness I blow the dam, I explode the cache Out everything pours Gold coins glimmer on the floor Untamed flood of feeling, reeling My mother will not disappear! Like I have for her! Like I made you do! I will take it all And I will feel it too! There you are in the Precious pile, the frothing jetsam Like losing my mom's mind It was this bad only one time When I was losing you After a generation When my hair is grey Instead of sandstone And I am crinkly not handsome When it is far too late I'll do it on your birthday And our anniversary For how special you were to me A picture to hold the place Of my old face I hope you know that it Has meant tragedy arose Now it's in friendship's style You'll never see my profile But I'll post that yellow rose