
Thank you Canada,
for taking in with open arms
this orphan on the run.
You have been
my home away from home,
my friend away from family,
my village in the wilderness.
Thank you Canada,
for being a richly wooded land
with crowning canopy,
that offers safer spaces
and provides protected places,
for those who flee
the windstorms of the world.
Thank you Canada,
for taking shape
through acts of parliament,
rather than by being born
in revolution’s discontent,
for settling separation by a vote,
rather than by civil war’s cutthroat,
and for putting rule of law,
over gunshot’s fatal flaw.
Thank you Canada,
for having people made of quiet grit,
who always are defining their identity,
yet offer their own values as a legacy,
and secure enough
to not melt down diversity,
allowing every piece to brightly shine.
Thank you Canada,
for catching daughters and your sons
who sometimes take a fall.
Your social safety net
of services and supplements,
holds secure us all,
when otherwise,
we might tumble down the hill
into a life we wouldn’t choose.
Thank you Canada,
for struggling year after year
with the same threads
present at your origin.
Made of different panels
placed on common ground,
you have sewn,
with sharp eyes and tired fingers,
the great quilt
that is our nation.
Reworking here,
mending there,
adding this and that,
it has held together
through adversity
and managed still to be,
a beacon to the world.
Thank you Canada.