Father Died

February 10th, I was 17. I knew the exact second he died, even though I was on the road in a truck with a friend of his.

A voice sang to me:

"Butterflies are free to fly" and "Don't let the sun go down on me", just those 2 lines.

When we arrived at the hospital they wouldn't let me see him, they said he was dead, they told me the time he died, it was the exact time I knew he died, exact time he sang those words to me through the open window in that old truck, down a long highway.