Easter Poem by Amateur Vagabond

Don't ask me to come or invite me to stay
I've dismissed society's standards on how to behave

I spent holidays bored and alone
Trapped in a box that resembled a home

What was it like to have a family that gathered
for picinic festivities....dinners at night?

I would sit and ponder these things
With my friend..the T.V.
Silence blanketing me
Angels lulling me to dream

I've no anticipation for holidays
another thing to dread
I know how that song is sung

Everyone leaves
and I stay

Funny how people think time forgives their sins

Don't expect me to visit or call
Forgotten holidays
I do not now recall

Leave me alone
Keep any sympathy

I'll spend the day with myself
The three of us
God..me..and the TV on the shelf.