Owed to you
Oh how you watched over and proved and protect me, even when I wrong and misbehaved.
What did I do to deserve some as wonderful and kind as you, even when I was not that all
that kind to you.
Envious is what others are when they see you with someone like me, they think to
themselves? ” She could do better than that I do believe.”
Do they not know? It was me that made you radiate and smile, it was your love that change
me and made it all worth your time.
For It is for you that I recite this poem one hundred times, owed to you my love and my life
until the day that I die.