Approaching the golf course the other day
It was a crisp morn that beckoned me to play.
I cleaned my ball and put on my glove,
Preparing myself for the sport I love.
Confidently, I addressed my ball on the tee
As my swing aroused a new found energy.
My tiny white ball sailed thru the friendly skies,
As a graceful dancer before my anxious eyes.
For a brief moment the ball was out of sight,
Lost in the clouds and a little to the right?
As the dewy anointed grass greeted my ball
It was straight down the fairway after all!
Ah, the position was perfect to approach the green,
And my wedge shot was the prettiest I've ever seen.
When with only one putt my ball found the hole
The birdie I recorded gladdened my soul.
It took me by surprise and I'm sure you will agree,
When my husband awoke me, I did so reluctantly!
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