Sunday 19th October 

Golfing range beckons 
Green and wide 
A peaceful space 
Where worries hide 

The rhythmic swing 
A gentle grace 
A smile appears 
Upon the face 

The ball takes flight 
A soaring dream 
Beside the putting 
Surface green 

Relaxing thoughts 
Begin to flow 
Watching lazy 
Welcome breezes go 

No pressure here 
Just simple fun 
Beneath the warm 
And golden sun 

A perfect end 
To day's sweet song 
Where I truly feel 
That I belong 

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx

Tavira 
Benamor Golf
Cabanas
Santa Luzia