Oh Canada

Oh Canada
by
Tom Roach

I listened as the singer sang
“Oh  Canada
Our home and native land”
and looked out my window at the trees
green now it is July

it was not that long ago
the land slept tight beneath the ice and snow
and deer walked through here
with dainty steps
and untroubled glances right and left

sing what we may
the seasons will progress
and then retreat
in song we call this place                  
Oh Canada

but, without the land
we could not be here
to enjoy this long romance
it is the steward of our wealth
and what we take, we surely
must return or else
we shall not sing of Canada