In the quiet whispers of the night,
Her words, a beacon, pure and bright.
Elizabeth, with quill in hand,
Painted love across the land.
Her verses, soft as morning dew,
Spoke of love so deep and true.
Through the ages, her voice resounds,
In every heart, her love abounds.
A poetess with a heart so grand,
Her legacy, like footprints in the sand.
Love’s eternal flame she did ignite,
Guiding souls through darkest night.
Oh, Elizabeth, your love’s embrace,
Transcends both time and space.
Forever etched within our hearts,
Your poetry, a work of art.