My Saviors

I had a pad that was not vinyl clad sad to say it was bad , would drive you mad sold it in an ad for just a tad to some young lad I was a dad, poorly clad, never felt glad life was a fad, a four year grad, lost what I had roamed like a nomad, pocket of coins and doodads a voice was heard, changed my life, a spiritual triad Father, Son and the Holy Ghost