Thanksgiving  Golf

We’re thankful for

Our blessings all year through,

For that bag of clubs and irons, we did pursue

Not to mention being thankful for golf friends, old and new.

Appreciative for sun and water that grows our course all day,

Starting off on the tee and going way down the fairway.

We’re pleased for the trees evergreen & deciduous too

And over our heads are puffy clouds and sky of white and blue.

We’re grateful for our eyes that see the beauty all around,

Being thankful for chip-ins as par is certainly found

From a rolling ball in the cup has made that wondrous sound.

Off we go for seventeen more

Blessed with hybrids to reduce our score.

Chipping our irons from rough places we stood

For gratitude to use later,our fairway woods.

Lobbing and even hitting with a 64 degree,

Stopped short of the pin we did see,

After the final putt had to be

That thankful, slapping,handshake glee.

Copyright © 2010, LaVerne McLeod (Inspired from reading Joanna Fuchs poem, Thanksgiving Delights)