I drove along the road
On this bleak November day,
It had been raining,
There was a mist in the air,
But as I pulled in to the car park
My best friend pulled in as well.
We were going to play croquet,
Just the two of us.
As we walked to the lawn
The sun started shining,
And all was well.
We played,
We chatted,
And had a wonderful morning
So happy in each other’s company
Playing the game we love.
Each game was decided,
Decided on the final hoop,
But that morning
Winning did not matter,
We both played well,
But the best thing
Was that we enjoyed our friendship,
And that meant more,
More to us than anything,
Than anything else that morning.