I am from Christmas full bellies, presents, and Christmas hats
From Le Reveillion: Mozza sticks, perogies, and spring rolls
From bonjour and au revoir, to chien, and petite
From humid air, airport shopping, swaying palm trees, and sandy beaches
And from seasoned, fall-off-the-bone ribs each year in a Saskatchewan kitchen
I am from surfing the big wake, floating at Kinsmen, and ice-cold marina popsicles.
I am from a red and white maple leaf flag
From a maple tasting waterfall to sweeten up breakfast
From powdery white cold snowflakes (for longer than we might like)
From rocks that stretch to the galaxy, touching the stars
And from red, seasoned, crunchy chips
I am from Canada “the land of the free.”
I am from rows of houses and miles of pathways
From the nosey old neighbour, who drives us crazy
From a park where joyous dogs bounce and play
From soaring swings, and slippery slides
And from “My Favourite”… grape float, cream soda, and mango sorbet
I am from a nice walk down to the river on a hot summer day.
I am from a little “hobbit house” we call home
From two barking, tail wagging, slobbery greetings
From a fireplace always on
From cringy dad jokes
And from nights binging a blood-spatter analyst and serial killer
I am from my parents who give a warm hug when I need one.
I will be from scaley snake to wrap around my hand
From a star player in AA ringette
From no covid, no masks, 2 inches away, and dining out
From solving crimes and analyzing blood
And from ziplining on a hot day through a rainforest with monkeys
I will be from a life my heart desires - a life full of the unknowns.