Walking out onto the lawn for the first time,
First time since they were closed for upgrading,
Beautifully prepared to start my climb
Up the practice curve to lift my grading.
The first ball was struck with resounding joy,
Towards the hoop it sailed gently and stopped,
To line up with the hoop as was my ploy
And in front of the hoop it nicely dropped.
The game was played with humour and with grace,
A gentle game full of joy that beckoned,
A wonderful time in this joyous place,
The only problem was that I came second.
T’was the first game since the lawns re-opened
But it was a good day that I enjoyed
- Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 29th, 2024 02:00
- Comment from author about the poem: The croquet lawns had been shut for a month for refurbishment and this was the first day they re-opened, it was a great time.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Good time and good write Gold.
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