
Under the golden rays of the sun, The greens are drenched in dew, A tranquil scene, a sight to behold, A perfect morning for Golf anew.
The club in hand, the ball in sight, A swing of grace, a shot so right, The ball soars high, oh what a sight, A perfect shot, a moment of delight.
And then I see, the sprinklers dance, Their water drops, a sparkling trance, A perfect moment, a chance to capture, A memory to keep, a moment to nurture.
I take out my iPhone, a click so fast, A perfect shot, a memory to last, Golf and photography, a match made in heaven, A moment so beautiful, a moment so leaven.
Guchi.