From obscure origin appears,
a tranquillity not surpassed,
with only virtue in arrears.
Instructed and morals to last –
admiration is thus fanned.
A perfect Woman, nobly planned.
Love, only arrow in her bow
to teach us the lessons of life
and that we shall reap what we sow.
Testimony to the perfect wife.
She inspires all to a new height
with something of angelic light.
By Suzette Crous
From my poem: A Perfect Woman
Sponsor: Michael Smith
Contest Name: The Perfect Woman