No golf today.
The grounds are wet.
Skies are gray and
No sun to lift our
Spirits up. Do not
Fret. There will be
Other days to play
And many things
To look forward to.
Life is not built
Around one thing.
There are many things
To look forward to
And many roads
To travel. One day
We will reach a road
That we will not
Want to leave. It
Will be paved with
Gold and there
Will be angels
Singing our welcome.
Stanski
September 20, 2024, ^
Steve Haarman 