Villanelle type poem about Mother's |
| Tis through our mothers we are truly bless’d Her steadfast faith is our guiding prayer In God’s wisdom a Mother’s love does rest With tender gaze, she calms our troubled quest Her whispered words dispel each dark despair Tis through our mothers we are truly bless’d She guides us through each trial, every test Her voice of guidance is always there In God’s wisdom a Mother’s love does rest When Storms arise and lives a cruel jest Sleepless nights, those days of endless care Tis through our mothers we are truly bless’d She teaches us to strive, to give our best, Her wisdom shapes the paths we choose to dare In God’s wisdom a Mother’s love does rest Eternal Flame within her gentle breast A beacon bright through every joy and care Tis through our mothers we are truly bless’d In God’s wisdom a Mother’s love does rest |