Golf is a game of the heart,
With a love that’s meant to last,
This brings to mind Payne Stewart,
A class act for sure has passed.
Flying high in the wild blue yonder,
Above the masses below,
Payne and those who were with him,
Why did they have to go?
He was more than just the clothes,
This loving husband and father of two,
That’s the number of U.S. Opens won,
Why? What did he do?
A champion of the greens,
A master when buried in the sand,...
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What an ugly uproar about the noose around Tiger’s neck,
Growing tighter every single day because he chooses to forget,
A story over 2000 years old about a man and the world He forgave,
Whether you believe it or not it’s only by His blood are we saved.
Am I trying to compare Tiger to Jesus? That would be absurd,
Why is everyone so upset by the saying of the lynching word?
Then again, maybe it is not the word rather it’s the entire phrase,
The only way to keep it going...
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