Snug against the Laurentians,
Commerce and import flow out along the river.
Older ways brush against myths older still.
Governing secure and content,
Of their place.
In the centre.
Stretched along the lake,
Enterprise and industry comingle.
Convinced of their necessity,
To the rest of the Dominion.
And assured of their place
In the centre.
But west of Winnipeg,
Where the forest thins,
And the wind is sovereign,
The prairie reveals itself,
And a sign indicates plainly.
Here lies the Centre.
By W.N. Branson
