I open her book of poetry
When I need to run away.
Serenity washes over me,
Banishing stresses of the day.
Her melodic rhymes entice me,
My imagination begins to soar.
The kind of poet I strive to be,
Her work leaves me wanting more.
Passionate words and phrases
In rhyme and rhythmic flow.
Each poem awes and amazes
Causing my inspiration to grow.
She writes with flourish and with flair.
A poetess beyond compare.
for Elizabeth Wesley, poetess beyond compare