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Golfing Kahuku with Whitey

Published by JIM HARSTAD | Friday, June 17, 2016 2:21 AM


June Year of the Monkey, 100 words.



My golf game
Is starting to come around,
Finally.

I took it up six years ago,
When I turned seventy,
Sort of to honor Whitey,
My father.

I'm hitting solid drives
Straight up the fairway
Almost every time, these days,
And I make the occasional par,
Flirt with the occasional birdie.
As they say, it's a start.

Whitey used to try
To get me into golf,
But I'd laugh and say I wasn't old enough,
Yet.

That was forty years ago.
I think he'd be glad to know
I'm old enough now.

As honors go,
That, too, is a start.



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