Why? – Golf Poetry

Why? – Golf Poetry


WHY, when the sun is gold, 
The weather fine, 
The air (this phrase is old) 
Like Gascon wine; — 

Why, when the leaves are red, 
And yellow, too. 
And when (as has been said) 
The skies are blue ; — 

Why, when all things promote 
One's peace and joy — 
A joy that is (to quote) 
Without alloy;- — 

Why, when a man's well off, 
Happy and gay. 
Why must he go play golf 
And spoil his day? 

by Bert Leston Taylor, in the 1921 collection Lyrics of the Links. Taylor (1866 – 1921) was an American humorist and columnist.

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