Golf

[Cottage Poet]

Golfing


Golf, what a game, with endless ups and downs
Last week I played so poorly, I lost a few more pounds
I couldn’t do anything right to save the day
But today it was different, for the same kind of pay

The grass was so green and the flowers so pretty
It could almost pass for the best in the city
The greens were so good, I took four for a par
And while only two of us played, I took home the star

Therefore, I think the moral of this story can be written like this
Just being out there brings a whole lot of bliss
The air is so fresh and the scenery sublime
Makes the whole nine holes, well worth the climb

[ARPoet]

This poem is well DRIVEN, lots of thought PUTT into it it and a HOLE lot of fun... I cant wait for the next ROUND!
Roger

[Cottage Poet]

Thanks! Looks like we should be waiting for your version next!

[Cottage Poet]

Golfing


Golf, what a game, with endless ups and downs
Last week I played so poorly, I lost a few more pounds
I couldn’t do anything right to save the day
But today it was different, for the same kind of pay

The grass was so green and the flowers so pretty
It could almost pass for the best in the city
The greens were so good, I took four for a par
And while only two of us played, I took home the star

Therefore, I think the moral of this story can be written like this
Just being out there brings a whole lot of bliss
The air is so fresh and the scenery sublime
Makes the whole nine holes, well worth the climb

[Cottage Poet]

Agreed!

[Jeff Guest]

Played miniature but was to short even for that!!!