A sand trap’s tan snare,A golfer’s test of skill, wit,The game’s peace allure.

A golf cart’s hum,The gentle breeze and rustling leaves,A peaceful round.

The green, a canvas,A golfer’s brush strokes with each swing.A masterpiece born.

Swing with grace and poise,A golf ball soaring through the sky,Nature’s sweet applause.

A garden’s silence,Meditation, peace, and calm,A sanctuary.