My Love Is Like <br /> <br /> My love I wished to be like the rose<br /> That early blooms in May<br /> And re blooms here on earth<br /> Forever and a day<br /> <br /> But my love is like the daffodil fair<br /> Now blooming o'er her grave<br /> She left me earlier than she should<br /> Our infant son to save<br /> <br /> And every day when I gaze<br /> Into his clear blue eyes<br /> I see her there a hugging me<br /> Making joy within me rise<br /> <br /> For he is all that I have left<br /> Bless you son for you have given<br /> A daily reminder of your mother<br /> That I have for so long striven<br /> <br /> <br /> John Cornick<br /> Halifax. Nova Scotia<br />   Submitted By: John Cornick