Tom Simard

Poetry, Music, and Prose

Puerto Rico

Puerto Rico
The sound of the sea surf
could be heard
as the Caribbean sun
beat down
and you walked along
the fairway with your boss,
whose golf ball
always seemed to disappear
before being found
in the best place possible,
aided by a hole in his pants.

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2 thoughts on “Puerto Rico

  1. Ha ha! That is great! I love the way you play with our expectations.

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