The Golf Links

A tribute to one of the most glorious sports ever invented!

A tee time reserved for early that day
The pair dressed nattily in golf attire
Our golf clubs cleaned and ready for play
Playing the links is the twosome’s desire.

Green fees paid, and a golf cart to drive
We now wait for the group ahead
For pars and birdies we will strive
But too many strokes often hit instead.

The greatness of one, swings easy and pure
While the other’s a cinch to drive reckless and short
Smoothness and distance are quite the allure
Quiet and steady is each other’s retort.

Wide, spacious grass, with hazards and trees
The lush paradise where the course is laid
Loving the game with the nice gentle breeze
From the strong, fluid swing that’s finally made.

The fun and the weather, we often extol
Some good or great shots, the best we could get
Having a beer at the 19th hole
The good or bad round, a joy or regret.