A TOAST TO NORWAY
Land of fjords and mighty glaciers
Waterfalls and lonely farms
You exceed our expectations
You have strangely winsome charms.
From the ice age still emerging
Northern lights fluoresce your skies.
Dog sleds cross your frozen valleys
Reindeer drink from holes in ice.
Skiers trek beside your railways
Down the slopes and through the woods
Hut to hut and town to town
Snow-connected neighborhoods.
In the summer’s ceaseless light
Gardens burgeon, crops erupt.
Sheep and goats and cattle graze
Widely on your mountain tops
Sentinel farms on fjords and highlands
Villages with stave church steeples
Glass-towered cities, bullet trains
Nordic blond athletic people:
Cognizant of all your virtues
We of southern climes salute you.
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