Northern Anthem    I found the dsa through fortuitous surfing only,
and now that my need for randy 
 fiction is satisfied... the only contribution I feel worthy to post is
this... 
 and happens to be the only patriotic thing I've ever done for my
country...
 but I'm proud to be Canadian.
 And if anyone can think of the *perfect* tune, go ahead. As long as you
let me 
 know.
 

 *NORTHERN ANTHEM*
 

 For the arctic plains where the caribou roam,
 For the clear blue skies that feel like home,
 For the country stretched from sea to sea,
 For the North will be a home to me.
 

 For rolling hills and open plains,
 For summer thunderstorms and rains,
 For wandering off the beaten track,
 For the force eternally pulling me back...
 

 To rivers that flow,
 And wheat that blows,
 And trees that grow
 In this great land.
 To wolfish cries,
 The open skies,
 The breeze that sighs
 Across the land.
 

 For conifers and old oak trees,
 For fireworks and maple leaves,
 For the arctic plains where the caribou roam,
 The North will always be my home.
 

 by Jennifer Coe.
 

 jesterangel@hotmail.com
 

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