LETS RHYME

LET’S RHYME At first, considered hard to write Despite the fact I wasn’t too bright Yet still with concern to do it right Never causing anyone much fright Even if it took all the day and night Doubting if I should see the light So tiring, my face was almost white I must have appeared an awful sight Always committed to keep it tight Needing words that had some bite Other writers know well my plight Fearing never to reach that height With finished work, well, not quite But pressing on, with luck, I might As if I would always win the fight And in the end, it was quite alright