New Dug Grave Testo

I left home when I was twenty Just to see what I could find With a promise made to Mother To return at Christmas time But when the new year turned to summer I was running rough and wild Haunted by my broken promise And her tender, trusting smile Sick at heart I started homeward Still it took a year and more Till I saw the garden flowers Leading to my mother's door Brother, sister standing silent Turning as I call their names On the ground, familiar shadows Pointing to a new dug grave