Gods Shadow

Strike one! The umpire yelled at the other team. I could see my dad smiling, proudly back at me. He was a very, hardworking man. But he never missed a game Man I miss my dad. I remember him hunting Just him and his dog. Would come back with a truck bed. full of squirrels he never shot. I can't explain it either. to this day I don't know. Dad was very special Like gods shadow. One evening we waited, on dad to go to town. This was a treat. anytime we spent with him. As he walked right on by, towards the old truck he drove. He said I'm sorry son. I have a bad feeling. You need to stay home. He drove off that day down the old dirt road. Still crying when we saw A sherif we already known. I'm sorry. he began to say these words to me. Your dad has been in a wreck. He hot a pothole the truck destroyed completely. Your dad didn't make it Again im very sorry. He said he loves you all Need anything please just call. I never picked up a baseball It just hurt too much to play Without dad cheering on I just watch my son play games. he's never far away from us at his home. Because God lives in our house And dad is his shadow.