On the green and rolling plains,
Where the sun shines bright and reigns,
Golfers come to test their aim,
And chase the thrill of the elusive game.
With clubs in hand and hearts aglow,
They tee off and watch their ball go,
As it flies high and far away,
Towards the hole, where victory lays.
But golf is not the only feat,
For hidden treasures are also sweet,
Geocaching is the modern treat,
To find the cache, and feel complete.
Among the grasses and the breeze,
Where nature's beauty never seizes,
Geocachers search and follow with ease,
To find the loot and feel the teases.
So whether it's golf or geocaching,
Or both that set your heart a-hatching,
May you find the eagles soaring,
And the treasures worth exploring.
The Cache: A small container hidden in a traditional manner, BYOP.