My mother’s perfume

My mother’s perfume is exotic, permanent and never changing,

Her familiarity steady, stable even in different scents sprayed on,

To explain such charm, I’ll ask the gods for every answer I can find,

Pressed to her chest? My nostrils are comforted like my feet under a blanket,

My mother’s perfume is heaven on earth,

A blessing rewarded to my senses right from birth.

-Nnenna