Golfing

Jessica Johnson
10th Grade
Roseau School

I walk, golf bag on my back,

through the grass full of dew,

early in the morning.

Sun shining, I can smell the freshly cut green grass.

The course is wide open,

not another golfer in sight.

I strut up to the tee box, hoping for the best,

and smack a drive straight down the middle.

This will be a good round.

Tomorrow, most likely, will not.