My Dad

My dad

Is death just another word for kill
When we lost our love ones how do we feel

Do we feel like crying because their time is up
When I lost my dad all I did was look up

When I lost my dad I felt like dirt
was it because of me or because he was hurt

I did not know what to do so I sat there and sighed
Mom said son just hold your head up high

Mom said hes OK because hes in heaven
But he was being good father of seven