I wrote this villanelle some time ago, and just revised it.  

(poem and graphic by A. Leon Miler)

To sing the song once it’s begun

Will find its way through out the day

Returns to start when all is done,

Or rainy days without the sun

Or greening leaves that spring through gray

To sing the song once it’s begun,

Or daffodils that bloom, they run

In haste, the days of March don’t stay,

Returns to start when all is done,

As summer days begin in sun

Sublime, involves the rest to play,

To sing the song once it’s begun,

The winds, they blow around, and gone;

Around and round, they don’t delay,

Returns to start when all is done.

Flower chains and a red ribbon

For you, my girls, to be so gay,

To sing the song once it’s begun

Returns to start when all is done.