Farewell To Payne Stewart (In Memorial)
Golf is a game of the heart,
With a love that’s meant to last,
This brings to mind Payne Stewart,
A class act for sure has passed.
Flying high in the wild blue yonder,
Above the masses below,
Payne and those who were with him,
Why did they have to go?
He was more than just the clothes,
This loving husband and father of two,
That’s the number of U.S. Opens won,
Why? What did he do?
A champion of the greens,
A master when buried in the sand,
On his way to the TPC,
The Lord had other plans.
Payne birdies 18 to finish at 60,
The site is so clear in my mind,
But with an 80-foot eagle for the win,
God shoots a 59.
Payne extends his hand with a smile,
Congratulating God for a record back 9,
All the while thinking to himself,
Lord I’ll get You next time.
A lifetime of fond memories,
Doing what he loved to do,
In our hearts he’ll be here forever,
Even though he’s gone at 42!