Josiah Vermont

You asked “How much longer ?”
and I said “I’ll be home soon..
could be any day now,
maybe when summer’s through”.
But two years come and gone and I
still feel like I’m buried,
surrounded by life’s walking dead
in a concrete cemetery.
Sent me a letter last month again.
It helped time pass on.
Like flowers placed over a grave
after the parade has gone.
These days I keep my mind on edge
but thoughts trickle through slow.
Summer passed me by
a long time ago.