My Mother’s Love (A Villanelle)

Do you know my mother

she is Love personified

she isn’t like the changing weather

‘I long to hear her, brother’

she is kindness glorified

Do you know my mother?

Calmness embodies her

I never see her petrified

she is not like the changing weather

A heart as that of feather

with all her burdens buried

Do you know my mother?

She can never be a bother

she is the pillar of pillars to hide

she is not like the changing weather

She only knows love’s smother

Never does she mind my tired

Do you know my mother?

she is not like the changing weather!