by Michael Plante

It is not our way
to submit.
We do our thing
in our own way
in our own time
all for a greater cause.

Do we collect the stars
or do they entertain our minds?
Or maybe we just see them as an extension?
What we deem the best of we strive towards.
Our stars are the best.
In our dreams we touch the untouchable.

We know each season as a friend;
diverse unto themselves
yet not too unique as to be unforgiving to each other.
Politeness is an unrestrained heart
free to become whatever it desires.

The vastness of our land;
the infinite possibilities
is a spiritual insight to our heritage.
We are of the land
our spirit is of the soil
enriched by the hands of dreamers
and those that envision a better world.

Challenges shall never tear apart our flag;
it shall only strengthen the thread that binds the seams.
The wind will forever hold our intentions
even on the darkest day of the year.
We will always fly high
in the face of adversity.

We are Canadian.
Forever and always.