Mount up the dogsled
Salut Monsieur Wilfrid
Hockey is life is the rink
Ice skate on the Rideau
Night at Fairmont Chateau
Snowshoes in each ol’ precinct
Another round of poutine
Maple syrup morphine
Requisite bacon in hand
Timmies’s double-double
Mounties scan for trouble
(Ketchup chips — our only demand)
Polar bears pervasive
Winters so abrasive
Igloos, indeed — they’re first rate
Numbers in the metric
Snowfall volumetric
Tuques (‘course from Roots) — they’re ornate
Santa’s one of ours
Apologetic powers
“Loonies” and “toonies” and “eh”s
Waitin’ on “May two-four”
Snowbirds out the back door
Lovin’ my native cliches
Esti Stoian, 2020