Toronto 83

Wind swept blue waters

A March wind, biting wet

CN Tower distant

and a lakeshore always in reach

Take the Queen St. trolley to western edges

where Etobicoke youth waver

escaping their suburban cocoon

Don Mills freaks and Yonge St. denizens

all these pilgrims shelter at 999

Summer, short and glorious

Her Autumn streets adorned

and Winters white and cold