The Guardian Poem by Peter Cloutier

Mother Nature, so sweet and calm,
the beautiful protector of all.
What else can I say, you're the perfect mom,
protecting both short and tall.

You bring birth to our world everyday,
never running out of hope.
You're always there waiting for people to pray,
when things get too hard to cope.

You offer water and food,
plenty for everyone.
There's no such thing as 'rude',
for everything is fun.

Offering homes for millions of creatures,
you've got to keep them warm.
sharing many special features,
protecting us from harm.

Often try to prevent a fight,
for it isn't right.
You glare at them with all your might,
'till they're too scared to bite.

To avoid us being completey dependent,
you let us do some work.
I can't even apprehend it,
we think you're such a jerk!

~Peter Cloutier~
January 9th,2007