richards odes

 Back to Reality 

I’ve been on my holidays away from all the toil

Now I’m back we’ll have to see if I’ve gone off the boil!

In my imagination, while I’ve been away,

I’ve thought of every shot that I’m going to play.

My drives are on the fairway, I pitch beside the pin

And every time I hit a putt it just goes rolling in!

I run around short tennis courts like a young gazelle 

And whatever shot I try, I always hit it well.

I have a funny feeling that Its not as it might seem

And reality will show I’m living in a dream!

My drives will all be wayward, my pitching is a mess

And I can miss just any putt, even from a foot or less.

I’ll lumber round short tennis courts moving like a snail 

And every single shot I try will very likely fail.

But I still can have my dreams and I just need to know

That they can’t be touched by what reality will show!