Hipson Brook Railroad Bridge
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On the shores of Pubnico stands a lovely old stone bridge, under which flows a little brook, a very peaceful & quiet area.
A place where in the distance may once have stood the Barony of Philippe Mius d'Entremont.
One cannot help but imagine a home full of laughing happy children, playing in the fields or along the shore, the Chapel that stood on the nearby knoll where the family worshiped together. The Chapel that was given the name "Notre Dame."
As the brook flows it remembers the lost souls of long ago
Our family who lived and died on that beautiful knoll on the shores of Pubnico
It sings it's mournful song for all of us to hear For the families we lost..and for their memories which we hold dear.
In the early morning mist in our minds the little chapel we can still see
It's simple form guiding the lives of a people who were happy and free
A symbol of our Lord standing high on that peaceful knoll
Looking down at the resting place of many a sleeping soul.
A house full of tenderness and joy stood by that little brook so pure and clean
The laughter of children..the hopes of elders this home had often seen
It beared witness that the Lord will be with us when tragedy strikes us down
For when we knell on that lovely knoll their strength we pray we have found
The symbol of our family stood proud above the house's large wooden door
For as new children entered the home..it stood for those who had entered Yet in the stillness of the early dawn we can still hear their painful cries from long ago
As they watch their happy Manor house burn..on the shores of Pubnico
With empty hearts they were taken..many to far off places still unknown
To face hatred and cruelty..compassion to many was never shown
But their faith in God gave them strength to return to their Acadie which they loved so
And begin their lives anew..on the beautiful shores of their beloved Pubnico.
Written by my friend..Lloyd d'Entremont
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