My Sweet Beth

I’ve helped give her a home

asked her to take my name,

given her a stone from which

the moon she could aim.

I’ve traveled across miles

to join with her loved ones,

accepted them as my own

closer than parents with son.

I’ve lover her and held her

and tried to be good,

when I thought it was needed

like Gibraltar I stood.

Together we’ve laughed

and as one we’ve cried,

God can be my witness

I know that I’ve tried.

I wish to make her happy

I want to make her a queen,

but with all my love and efforts

she has a sadness I have seen.

When she says she loves me

it brings joy to my heart,

to convince her of my love

I know not where to start.

I want her, I need her

as a woman and my wife,

to have and to hold

and to love through out life.

But what do I do

and where to I go,

to make my love happy

and let her smile show.

Gary R. Cramer

June 11, 1981