__________________________________ For my father, 1943-2002. I couldn't say goodbye then but today I breathe the final sigh. ----------------------------------- Breathe the final sigh eat that sweet peach- let your lips utter bye. Try not to wonder why my soft voices won't reach- breathe the final sigh. Prayers you will try; this lesson words can't teach- let your lips utter bye. Please my son- do not cry. Sprinkle me on the beach, then breathe the final sigh. Spread your wings and fly, this promise I do beseech- and let your lips utter bye. Your love will not die; my spirit is always in reach. Breathe the final sigh- let your lips utter bye.