Roots entwine beneath the feet
Old as promise calm discreet
Every leaf a living scroll
Every trunk a human role
Branches weave the air’s design
Time repeats through cedar line
Wisdom rests in moss and clay
History hums in slow decay
Storms may cut yet life returns
Ash renews where memory burns
Growth concealed yet always near
Life reborn without a tear
Canada stands through pine and rain
Evergreen through joy and pain