Canada’s Bit of Happiness

Stop and close your eyes.
Take a deep breathe and let it out.

Can Ты feel it?
The icy cold wind rushing
Through your hair as Ты run through
A vast field of трава and flowers,
Calling out to your Друзья
“Hey wait for me!”
The sun is telling Ты things to bring back that
Pocket-sized warmth Ты
Get from a hug.

In the wide open Космос where a
Yellow насест, окунь will
Jump out of the lake that was
Made by a melted glacier
And maybe a moose will cross
Your path while Ты sit in you’re new
Sundress and take all in.

Can Ты see it?
Those mountains in the distance
Filling up the space...