Thursday, August 11, 2011





THE LITTLE BALL

It lies on the ground
Without a sound
When the club swing is right
The ball takes flight
To a distance you delight
For it lands on a spot you can find
That gives you peace of mind
So again when you swing
You are closer to your goal
For reaching the hole
The fewer strokes you take
The closer the break
For getting the score
You want to make.