Tijoli

Therapy
I’m a golf addict who’s in therapy
I meet once a week
With a few just like me
My counselor’s the sun 
And her voice is the breeze 
And she speaks to my soul 
As I stand at the tee
Nature in beauty and song
Join the call
And I’m under their spell
As I tee up my ball 
I know there’s no cure 
And my life will be marked 
By the time that I spend 
Chasing balls with a cart
But one thing I count on
As I take my swing…
If I land in the fairway or end up OB
There’s always another round
Calling for me
Promising sunshine 
And friends at the tee
And so in the cycle I live 
Round to round
And only a few
Know the joy that I’ve found
 
christi miller ©️2023