Beaver and Church
I drove on Church; north.
-got to Park after Bloor,
-then Rosedale, Bayview
And smiled, even laughed
-I laughed at now and past
-when the Church was a core
-now it is rejected from base
Though shrine remains there
-Rainbow rules with Pride
Nobody finds place to park on
-or near, around Park, unless pays
And no rose on Rosedale
-as there is no view of a bay
-to be called "Bayview"
I compare and compare
-every sand of the beach
-to the rock of mountain
-and can see the rolling
-downward and in canals
"Oh, changes…"
Comes to mind some news:
- "Farm owners complained,
-of Beavers…destroyed…"
What a fall for Beaver
-the ‘Once best engineer;
-and still symbol of "Canada"
"Oh, changes…"
Love to make a movie
-on the names, locations
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem