new home poems

I SEE

I see Saskatchewan now
Very differently, almost from the plough
Travelling the length
As well as the breadth of this land
It is truly marvellous to see
I feel constant excitement
In seeing new lands
New sights, sounds, and smells
The wonder of wildlife
The numbers of some and more
Deer, geese
Is mindblowing to me
Never seeing except in imagination
Being in a country teeming
With nature's own
Seeing new land, the desert regions
The power of the Cypress Valley\
Fort Walsh
Feeling the strength, the resolve
Of pioneers here, or perhaps voyageurs
My admiration is taller than even the Rockies
What a place to call home
Yes, it is home.


SWEET NEW LADY OF MINE


A little bit skinny
But ohhh so tall
A family the farm
Ah such a friendly niche
I reach out to her
She smiles at me
I touch her gently
She whispers to me
Of dreams
Yes, oh yes, that dream
Of freedom if you dare
That sea of green
For me
That sky of wide open dreams
Just for me
Such a beautiful gal
My dear lady
Saskatchewan.