Alaskan Verses - Sonnet # 3

In some streets of Fairbanks, There I've been
There was a man walking heading to the bar
He was an Indian that comes from too far
and he gave me a wood eagle, so I thank him

Through this calm town, There is forest behind
When the ice melts, the rivers arises suddenly
So there is a fishes and the bears catch quickly
Fairbanks, that's the city, that's Alaska in my mind

Freya, Alaska is the midnight sun land
so I had looked at sky who became purple
Returning to Anchorage by train with a clover in my hand

In the sky, the sun only sets after 2 a.m.
At night, I shrank myself in the tent like a turtle
But suddenly, I see the aurora where I am