Triple Riddle#1

a writing by Betty Janko

Upon my eyes her beauty rest
Golden in a spark of sunlight
Please allow me to enter in
Do not force me to take flight
A culture made this ancient food
With time it was made a delight
Nestled in between the hills
Dark waters lay still in the night.

The meanings are all different
But the names all sound the same.

* Linda, you wanted another, so here it is. Enjoy.

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