32 on 32

Bottom of the cup

The ball rolled

Into an ironic

situation

Destiny

Or stranger than that

Holding on to my golf hat

I scratched my head

Did that the number revealed

Happen

32 on

The last day of 32

Birdie

Eagle

Was the way

It played out

On a sunny Saturday

Cold grass

Bent under my feet

As I walked off the course

That day