We said little just back and forth back and forth and sometimes I would pitch with a warm up and try to throw a strike right down the pipe buddy Time would pass the dog would lie down and...
We said little
just
back
and
forth
back and forth
and
sometimes
I would pitch
with
a
warm up
and
try to throw a strike
right
down
the
pipe
buddy
Time would
pass
the dog would lie
down
and doze off
Dad seemed
to
have his
mind
(and heart)
elsewhere
He liked
tossing
the ball
back and forth
with
me
When we were done
he’d say
“Let’s do that tomorrow!”
And often
enough
put his arm
around my
shoulder
as
we
went
inside
Typically
he
had
a compliment
for the
way
I
threw
the
ball
that day
And
nowadays
when
I
look back at it
you know
I
don’t think
it
was
a
ball
Seriously
I don’t think so
It just looked like a ball
It
was
star dust
folks
I know
that
sounds
unbelievable
hokey
and
make believe
But as I have thought about it
over the years
and
am
about
to start
throwing a ball
with my
kid
I
am
pretty darn
sure
it was star dust
Just
looked
like a
ball
Just looked like a ball
Now that I think about it
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