Timmins To Matheson Poem by Nick krakana

Matheson town has a jewel in her crown
For along this river they call the Black
A place like no other continues to give back

Beginning with Rose and ending with Dale
Its a place filled with kindness
For those who are now frail

Driving slowly east along the 101
As the fall scenery flowed thru me that day
My pen scrambled to write
Before forgotten away

It was a real fall day i mean it just that way
The leaves blew by me every which way
The fields lay grey were the hay once lay

And the farmers cloths out on the line did sway
Waterbag Creek turned muddy that day
Because it rained heavy just yesterday

The Black River Inn is all boarded up
That Hungarian couple they cooked there so well
Were lawyers and judges and people of prominence did dine

And yes their food was better than fine wine
There love was an old one from long ago
When people married for the long hard row

Yes it was a real fall day
And the leaves blew by me
Like the years of yesterday