I Love My Love

By Isabel Ecclestone Mackay

I LOVE my love for she is like a garden in the dawn,

Pale, yet pink-flushed, with softly waking eyes,

And primrose hair that brightens to gold skies,

And petalled lips for dew to linger on.

I love my love for she is like the mirror of the moon,

( A sweet, small moon but newly come to birth )

So full of heaven is she, so close to earth,

So versed in holy spell and magic rune.

I love my love. O words that be too feeble and too few!

I love my love!— as April on the hill

Brings back earth's morning with each daffodil,

So she within my heart makes all things new.