Father's Day

[Samira]

I have loved three people in this life
my wife, my son and on old man named jack

I would have died for any one of them without a thought
and the perversity of life is that I live and these three beautiful people are dead

three people who were good and true
while I was the evil bastard destined to do the dirty work

three people who would never commit suicide because of their beliefs
so I continue, not because I believe, but because I will not dishonor them

it’s the smiles of a child that you remember
but it’s the times he cried that are seared into my soul
it’s the memory of his tears that break me

the pleasure of a wife
the true love of a partner
the agony of it being lost

semper fi jack
I’m too old for the dirty work
just memories of what we believed was right

the more I drink to numb the pain of today
the more I remember
the more it hurts

on this day …. if you have a child …. you are the luckiest person on earth