Relics of Expo ’67 – Memories Through the Eyes of my City

In Montreal, by the river’s edge,

Stands a dome, a symbol of our time,

A vision of the future, a dream that we pledged,

To protect this earth, this home we deem sublime.

The Biosphere, a place of science and wonder,

A testament to man’s ingenuity,

A beacon of hope, a promise to ponder,

As we seek to heal our wounded ecology.

But it was not always so, this place of beauty,

For it once stood as a pavilion of shame,

A relic of Expo ‘67, a reminder of duty,

To remember our impact, our collective blame.

Yet from ashes, a phoenix did rise,

As the Biosphere took its place,

A place of learning, of research, of wise,

A space to contemplate, to pause, to embrace.

And now it stands, a jewel in our city,

A reminder of our responsibility,

To protect our world, our home, our duty,

For future generations, for all eternity.