I dream Jack Layton is sitting up in bed
joyously celebrating his win, beaming,
radiant: his indomitable optimism seeing
him through cancer and out the other side.
I know the game’s over. He understands
what we won’t till we too join him across
that last finishing line. Wherever you are,
Jack, we love you. Thank you for all you
won for us now that you are one with all.
His last line? “And we’ll change the world.”