By Madison S. Hughes (05.23.2009)

Like grass and the sunflower,
It follows the sun.
It can never be mastered,
And seldom be won.

As with this game,
Such is life.
It’s an endless pursuit,
Of conflict and strife.

This game is ruthless,
And the results widely vary.
Many find it overwhelming,
And others down right scary.

But try, try we may,
One really can’t scoff,
This game, is like life,
It’s a game we call golf.