What Am I? # 9

A descriptive poem that you that reader guess what it is I am describing. You put into the comments section, when you figured out, or if you in fact, figured out what the poem was or is about. Come on, play along!

CLUES:

I control the weather, so to speak-

Make the wind blow, the sun shine;

Each and every day of the week....

Sometimes you will think they day is fine!

But then again, I can change my mind,

And make the sunny day turn to gray;

I am not something you can find-

But I'm there each and every day!

What I am is a name you have given me,

My name has nothing to do with science-

I am not something that you can physically see;

And I can be outside playing with ants!

In my name is a mother,

There are pictures and drawings of me-

But I look like none other,

Than any thing else you've ever seen.

I don't think I can come up with another clue,

But whatever you have thought so far...

I always have something to do-

I'm not a real being- like you are!

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What am I?

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Mother Nature