Looking Back

Looking Back

I wish I could still play the game
I’d surely shoot my age;
A lack of balance holds me back,
I’ve had to turn the page.

I came so close, more than once
Not too long ago;
But missed my chance by a putt or two,
One thrill I’ll never know.

I did have luck with a hole-in-one
A wonder to be sure;
Though I didn’t see the ball go in,
It was in the hole secure.

Satchel Paige said don’t look back
With golf it must be done;
The tales that need retelling,
The frustrations and the fun.

I hope that when you’re eighty-eight
Your thoughts like mine, the same;
Recalling many years of joy
For having played the game.

Leon S White, PhD