Summer In Canada
Summertime comes forth and opens the doors
For all to escape into the North woods
Or to the seashore, where the cool ocean
Greets them with tides, splashing and receding
Upon sandy shores and welcome beaches.
When summertime reaches out to us
To commune with nature, to go to the harbor
To ships that sail into the light of morning
To trails green and mysterious that leads
Into the forest and over the height of mountains.
Snow covered peaks to the side beyond reach
To discover new territories, see bright new horizons
Breathe fresh pure air, drink from the
A mountain stream, icy fresh pure snow water.
Feeling the peacefulness of the North country
Seeing the beauty of towering pines, schrubs
Lush under growth, ferns, brilliant flowers
And know the allure of deep lakes and quietness.