air through stomata in maple leaf Canadian
flows round Brock escarpment custodian
seeks out my soul far across atlantic
The Who rollicking flies revelry gigantic
to Canada i come my spirit dancing
escarpment air floats friends to me singing
wraps my soul in joyful embrace
hearts made one in maple birthplace
though maple leaf and Canada go hand in hand for me its not the leaf but the maple syrup with crepes lol! ! ! ! ! ! just kidding whatever nicely penned dear Mark you showed your stomatal knowledge of botany through your lines I enjoyed it -10 anjali lots of love
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I would like to translate this poem
'Hearts made one in maple birthplace' Rachel Ann Butler