Dr. Deuce

 Sad mad bad dad

What a bad day dad had

He worked all day and had no fun

He would not play 

He would not run

One of those nights had just begun

It was true my dad was sad 

He would not cry

Not even try

He fought back tears the man was tough

Through pain and grief his life was rough

He was raised to be a man

To be strong and make a stand

I was too young to understand 

This man my dad had been to war, fought many battles and most he’d won, he knew life was not for fun, it was not meant to be happy, some times the hand you’re dealt is crappy

Life was meant for living, Life is meant for giving

He got married, Started a family, loved his wife, he loved his life

Worked so hard to make us happy 

They had two daughters, two sons and a dog 

One daughter got sick and then she died 

Grief and sadness came and he lied

Everything will be ok even if it isn’t 

I saw my dad get really sad

But then he turned it into mad

I look at him one day 

towards the end of his life

He loved my mom his wife

He did all that he could possibly do

But what I have to say is true

With all the love for him I had

You are a sad. Mad. Bad. Dad.

Sadness is a useless thing

With it what do you do

Mad is something you can use

This may be true, but when you let sad turn to mad your actions lead to guilt, guilt leads to shame, shame is lame, guilt is feeling bad about what you do, shame is about feeling bad about who you are 

Sad to mad to guilt to shame is a path that leads back to sadness and this is a circle that leads to madness 

He said yes this is true

But you haven’t a clue

I know the secret to happiness 

The secret lays in letting go

I know this to be true

But letting go of her

Is something I will never do.

I’m old now and think of this often

Before he died his heart did soften 

He was grateful for his life

He was grateful for his wife 

He was grateful for me

This I could see

He let go of his life

He let go of it all

No longer sad

No longer mad

What a good dad 

I had