A Song For The Poet

After the rain The raibow will appear in the sky And the sky will clear out again There is no trafic today in the country roads Where I live But here is a very quiet place And there is nothing going on in here The country roads where I live is covered with snow And the trees are covered with snow I am proud to live in a country like Canada That stands free I am God's poet I let my inspiration grow While I write some poems It is getting late now And it is night here in the country where I live But I belong in the country where I live And that way I am close to nature also The air is pure in the country because there are no factories in the country And I can call the country my home