I wrote this poem a year after I arrived in Europe, year 2005. Back when everything seemed so perfect in the country. Back in the days when I have no idea of what tormenting experience awaits me.
Have been in Norway?
If not, I can tell you a lot of things
If you search for the north pole,
It’s the second country.
It has high mountains.
High enough only clouds and no trees lived.
Lots of beautiful forests,
Deep lakes, and plenty of green landscapes.
Visit in the summer,
Experience daylight all day.
Watch the sunset at midnight,
Sight so romantic you won’t get enough.
You can wait all you want,
But total darkness won’t arrive.
Stay until winter
and the opposite will happen.
If you dream
Of a white Christmas
Just wait ’till midnight,
because Santa Claus is coming!
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