To Elizabeth... Poem by david lessard

Elizabeth Taylor is gone,
Gone to where we all will go,
Gone to rest for ever,
Gone from our memory...never.

I fell in love with her in Butterfield Eight,
I was just a lad,
Eddie Fisher was her husband then,
One of many, she had.

Liz Taylor, was today's Cleopatra,
The Queen of all the movies,
An actress without equal,
No one would be her sequel.

She was that woman...rare and lovely,
She lived her life with passion,
She gave of what she had,
Laughter, tears and fashion.

Liz is gone from sight,
But never out of mind,
She was indeed unique,
A woman of one kind.