I write this on request
By a very special man
He wants a poem of meaning
So I'll give him what I can...
I love you like a golf course
You are beautiful, yet green
You have some rough patches
And can come off sort of mean
You will frustrate me forever
Because I can't make even par
But I know you'll always be there
And I love you as you are
I know you have some hazards,
And you always want your way
I'll probably never win the game
But it is awful fun to play.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem Haley, but I hate golf. Why couldn't you have compared him to Mixed Martial Arts, or Football even? Lol, just kidding kid great one I gave you a ten.