Chasing a little ball,
Is not my idea of fun.
But, my neighbor lives, eats, and breathes
To send a little ball flying.
After a weekend blast of winter,
After the sun provided a hint of spring
I found this hopeful golf ball,
On a scrap of artificial turf
In the waning snow.
As sure as birds chirping,
As sure as warm sun on your back,
Spring will be here, soon,
Worry not
Little golf ball.
3 comments:
Don't you love those small signs of spring, there's nothing better than knowing it's all downhill from here!
Just had to see what your little sign of spring was!! SO looking forward to warmer weather and more signs of SPRING!!!
You know, I've looked for signs of spring in sprouts and crocuses and leaf buds and grass shoots. I've never thought to look for it in one lonely, hopeful golf ball resting in the late winter snow.
Bravo!
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