On emerald greens, where memories reside,
Golf's timeless charm, our hearts abide.
A world of tradition, ease, and refined delight,
Where every detail shines with gentle light.
Remember when the game was more than play,
A belonging to a world where tradition sways?
Each round a journey, not just a test of skill,
But a connection to the past, a timeless thrill.
In the rhythm of the game, we find our peace,
The swing, the walk, the quiet moments release.
Lose yourself in this serene, green space,
And feel at home, with every step and every pace.
Anticipation builds, a special day unfolds,
Each tee time a celebration, young and old.
The camaraderie, laughter, and stories shared,
Birdies and pars, memories forever bared.
Freshly cut grass scents the morning air,
Birds chirping softly, without a care.
Nature's beauty, a backdrop serene and bright,
A haven where distractions fade into delight.
Each shot a chance to relive or create anew,
The course a canvas, where memories break through.
A journey of growth, of joy and shared delight,
Where every moment shines, like stars in the night.
The drive to the course begins a brief retreat;
Reflections on the way back render peace complete.
Golf's joy extends beyond the game's confines,
A love letter to the course, where hearts entwine.
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We are grateful to all those who give themselves to this game. The greenskeepers, the club mangers, the golf pros, the instructors. Thank you.
