I walk onto the lawn
To strike my first ball of the day,
But I stop,
Stop and look up,
Stop and look around,
Look and feel the wonder,
The wonder of nature all around,
All around me.
The blue of the sky
Dotted with white puffs of cloud.
The beauty of the buzzards
Hanging in the sky,
Looking at the world below them.
The greens of many colours
Shrouding the hills in glory.
Nature’s artwork cannot be beaten,
Each day, each hour, each minute.
It is different,
Every unique look captured,
Captured in my heart.
I approach my first ball
Thrilled with the glory,
The glory that abounds around me.