‘Twas a magnificent Monday in May,
Volunteers rose before the break of day.
Golfers filed in one by one
To help a good cause and to have some
The greens were in superb condition,
And the sun graced us with a golden
Yet we can’t forget it’s all for an
A little boy of two hopes to be able to
So that someday he too may be golfing
with his daddy,
Or perhaps he wouldn’t mind being
grand pop's caddy?
Honey Brook welcomed you, each and every
While the Amish and their horses carried
Raffles, stadium seats and a few putts
We raised Ten Thousand Dollars but have
many more to go!
Our goal is simple…To find a Cure,
It will not be easy that’s for sure.
But we must continue to fight until our
kids suffer no more.
Tay-Sachs teaches us strength,
perseverance & zest for life.
Without faith in God, our battle would
But it’s a little boy known as "DJ" who
makes us fight.
And so we will never give up, no matter
what the cost.
As we look into his eyes and pray he
We can’t help but wonder if it’s to no
But it is for this very reason that we
continue our quest.
Lysosomal storage disorders bear no
mercy, There’s rarely a moment’s rest.
Our search won’t end until we’ve a cure
for those who seek.
So for now, our children still lie
their muscles way too weak.
Thank you for your help in battling
this horrific disease called Tay-Sachs,
As we fight to gather all of the
At least we know, it was on you we could
You were there for us, and to Dylan you
are a true friend.