My father, who took up golfing at 60, is dead now, but he would have loved this little ditty. Three of his sons enjoyed playing with him and still love the game whenever they can.
Chasing a little white ball that keeps getting in impossible situations, in the hot sun and pouring rain, only to lose it in a hole. What fun!
Aaahhhh!!! Those who love to play golf will have so much fun playing. There are two of my co-workers who have joined some golf clubs and they travel to play golfs. I think it's so much fun in what they're doing.
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good one
Chasing a little white ball that keeps getting in impossible situations, in the hot sun and pouring rain, only to lose it in a hole. What fun!
Ron
Great poem!! Happy Father's Day!!!
Sandie