Light Giving Match
Hot is the match that gives the light,
Caught to detach that black and white,
Bought in the thatch that's out of sight,
Brought to attach it in midnight,
Sought how to catch it without fright,
Plot is to latch it in moonlight,
Spot it and snatch it for a flight,
Blot out the batch that shines not bright.
06.27.2020
Triple Rhyme - 8 lines, 8 syllables per line
Sponsor: Beth Evans
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