My Lady

So warm and giving,

with a gift for living.

Not a bad driver

and always a survivor.

Most generous in sharing,

ever sincere in caring.

More sacred than a mission,

a treat to my vision.

Being with her is such a pleasure,

my love for her is without measure.

Gary R. Cramer

January 5, 1981

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