Ode to Lake Ontario

A pristine waterline
is floating in doubt
on the shores of
Lake Ontario

The one they love to hate
The one they toe into with fear
yet lay obediently
at its side

 

'The water will kill you'
'You'll grow extra limbs'
they say
while sipping water
from a canteen filled with
Lake Ontario

The birds seem to know
They circle 'round
with songs of praise
while the sun directs smiles
upon the goldish sand

Our basin guarded by our tower
Our playground for bikes and bikinis
Our version of the ocean coast
deserves a nod in favour

at least before acid rain
and nuclear fears
trigger the next
damming story