Poem by Barry Taylor
Starry skies embrace a land in slumber.
Moonbeams guide the way to dawn.
And the mountain peaks
In all their wintry splendour
Turn golden in the morning sun.
Soon gentle breezes
Melt the snow revealing
Misty streams now dancing by.
And the waking fields
Herald a wondrous springtime.
Life anew
Bursting through
Lifting my
Spirits high.
Swaying trees in peaceful summer zephyr,
Whisper soft' the whole day long,
Till the sun's last shaft yields to a crimson twilight
Painting of the day near' done.
Then summer days give way to days of autumn
Colouring this verdant land,
And we celebrate our country's radiant glory.
Canada!
Canada!
Land of peace
Blessed are we!
© Barry Taylor, 2010