Pickleball’s My Game                 

I may be a little older

And feeling a little more pain

But it won’t keep me away

Cuz pickleball’s my game

Soon I will head south

With paddle in tow

Golf clubs in the trunk

get ready, get set, go

Evenings I’ll be dancing

Under an assumed name

But mornings I’ll be ready

Cuz pickleball’s my game

If I don’t come back

There are others prepared

To make the load light

When duties are shared

Of course in good time

After searching for fame

I’ll return more humbled

Cuz pickleball’s my game

Friends and family count most

At the end of the day

And we have more fun

Cuz of the game we play.

May your winter fly by

No intent to inflame

I’ll be playing outdoors

Cuz pickleball’s my game

Peter Sullivan

                                             December 2016