My joy is full for I now know
there’s golf in Paradise.
I’m on the seventh hole
and this course is REALLY nice!
Fairways are all plush and green.
The sun shines day and night.
You never walk from ball to ball,
but move around by flight.
Heaven has no green fees,
and carts aren’t needed here.
Just name the club you want,
and in a flash it will appear.
Golf balls are the color gold.
They sparkle and they shine.
And if you hit one out of play
it isn’t hard to find.
But one thing’s disappointing,
and to me has been made clear.
Though glorious and beautiful,
my score’s no better here.
fabulous
Thanks Mike.
It takes a lot of balls
to golf the way I do.
Started of with 24
and lost them all but 2.
Ron Tranmer
Hi Ron, I love your humor! I am a pastor, and will be performing a funeral for an avid golfer. I would like to simply read this and give you credit. This will not be printed or distributed. Thank you, Pastor Vicki
Good afternoon Ron,
I am a Funeral Director, and I have a family with me who wishes for your Poem to read out at their late fathers funeral service, please may we have permission?.
Hello Ron, I am a celebrant who would like to use your poem Heaven’s Golf at a funeral service. May I please have your permission? Thank you in anticipation.
Yes you may Joanne. Please keep my name with it author.
Hi Ron, I’m a Celebrant and would like to use your poem for a golfe’rs funeral service next week. May I have your permission please.
Wendy
Yes you may but keep my name as author with it please
Dear ROn, our family would sincerely like to use your poem for my fathers funeral in a few weeks, May I have your permission to do so please, subject to retaining your author name of course. Thank you in advance for a wonderful poem.
Gavin, Yes you may. Thank you for asking. Ron Tranmer