Illustration by Michael Fishel The personification of Nature, as Mother Nature, seemed an excellent theme for a children’s poem, so here is my impression of how she might be. MOTHER NATURE Mother Nature’s in her garden, Weaving wings of butterflies, Spinning threads of shining gossamer From memories and sighs. In her lap is sparkling stardust, In her lap are sunbeams bright, In her lap are moonlit crescents, Radiating milky light. In her hair are woven rainbows, Mauve and lemon, blue and…