The Golfing Gods
The pin calls out to me
Hit it high and straight
I’m waiting here for you
Line it up and bring it home
The ball’s heading straight for the green
A seven iron 180 yards away
Hoping that the wind doesn’t switch
Hoping that the bounce is true
Now it’s up to the golfing Gods
They determine the good and the bad
If all the elements work together
The ball will answer the call
Luck and skill they run together
After all it’s the way of sports
Skill is the result of determination
Luck is just a pleasant surprise