Couples Golf Tournament Today

Nmbr-1, Master of the perfect swing.
His ball moved from tee to green
Propelled by a smooth, effortless, trouble-free swings..

Me, Mistress of the errant shot.
My ball soared into nooks and crannies that,
I'm sure no golf ball has ever landed before.

Here's the thing,
Monstrously bad golf is tiring.
After 4 1/2 hours, I gladly shook hands and
Said good-bye to our opponents.

Before I could lumber to the cart and head home.
A herd of deer stepped from the bushes.
Gathering around the green,
To sample the sweet grass.

OK.
I get it.
The message.
Don't need to kick me with a hoof.
My game forgotten, sorta.
The beauty around me, captured.
Remembered.