Bad weather, just a driving hazard Not something that stopped me play
COVID-19 broke that cycleNow I am stuck with outdoor play
At the mercy of the elementsThe seasonsAnd, the wind and rain
Spring has sprung But, the courts are wetKeeping fingers crossed for sun
The summer's here It's scorching hotThe hat and dark shades can't keep up
Fall rolls in It's beautifulThe wind plays havoc with my serve
Soon the winter, and snow will come
The courts will close And then we wait
For next season
Or the club
Seasons come and seasons go
I am sick and tired of this one.
Tennis in the Sun was fun
Still, I like a backup plan
For now, I look for fun elsewhere
Like wine and song that still remain
Tennis in the Sun was funStill, I like a backup planFor now, I look for fun elsewhere
Like wine and song that still remain