Canada is my Country

I care about Canada.

It is my country.

I care about it so much

that I am willing to leave it.

I care about the people

and the ones who shape it.

The newly arrived,

the baby’s breaths

and the inhaled impression

of freshly landed immigrants

or the ones we displaced

when we first came here.

We are all in this together

and we are stronger for it.

So when I go visit other homes

I take care to be nice to them

for everyone has their own story to tell

and should I be asked

I will sometimes tell mine.

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