Pals Pathway
Who better than my best friend
We stand next to each other in the long battle
Nerves eat us away on the first tee
Saying goodbye and goodluck
It feels as if I will never see him again
It’s not just a sport
To us, it's a passion
We hit on the range helping each other before it is time
I envy his talent for the game as he does for me
I watch him walk away to practice the putting greens
We listen as those tee off behind us
The crowd is so quiet you can hear the grasshoppers
My heart beat is so loud
I feel as if everyone is staring becuase of it
My whole body goes numb as I stand over the ball
I stay confident because I know state is an awakening
It feels like paradise as I stripe the fairway
We work together
We play together
We practice together
We dream together