For Canada

My beloved Canada.
You, my sacred space,
My vast and sweeping homeland.
A Lover of two oceans with crashing coastlines arms,
With your jutting Rocky teeth and long gold thighs of prairie
With your swirling curls of emerald forest and icy tundra bones.
The cafes and highways pockmark your lovely face,
And tar-sands scar your skin.
But I still love you, my Canada.
You are a country like no other – my mother,
A large, warm, protective embrace
That rocks me to sleep at night.
Happy 143rd Birthday, dear Canada!


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