Juno Beach
by Garth Paul Ukrainetz, Poet Laureate of the Blackmud Creek
Juno Beach, Juno Beach
All our dreams are out of reach
We’re lying in the pools of blood
Machine guns fire from up above
Soldier on, Soldier on
This fight is for Saskatchewan
Our mothers and our fathers pray
That we’ll be home with them someday
In the sky, in the sky
Sunshine warm, the clouds up high
And as the world begins to fade
To blazing sun we fix our gaze
Juno Beach, Juno Beach
May this place our children teach
For war will not the nations save
The answers rolling in your waves
© 2020 Garth Paul Ukrainetz
