When Will It Be Our Turn

It's getting close to beddy-byes time

And as I think back on the day

It wasn't my best day ever but certainly not my worst

But however I classify it, good bad or somewhere in between

My worst day would surely be the absolute best day

For the suffering peoples all over the world

It's easy to forget how fortunate we all are

To wake in the morning and not have that overwhelming fear

Wondering if this will be my final day

With the senseless fighting going on all around us

We in Canada can't imagine what it's like

To be living in fear every single day with no sign of peace

My heart goes out to all these poor souls

Our greatest fear is missing our favourite program on TV

We don't realise what a privilege that is

The wars in all the other parts of the world

Are the furthest thing from our minds

I suggest we pause and thank our lucky stars

We live in a free, loving, peaceful country

Can't help thinking though... when will it be our turn!