Making Me Complete Poem by Edgar Eslit

Queen of my song
A gift that came along
Lovely chestnut-eyed little lady of mine
I’m proud to be your valentine

I never thought before that day
But your face bloomed like a gentle flower
Sweet while I woo with simple melody
Oh, dear, make me remember

You are so sweet and tender
Now, not all that time or fate I fear
But the callow youth and slender
If it stays forever

I pray our promises keep it anew
Our lives set no burden or blue
With happiness so great and sweet
Make me feel I am complete