Alaska 2

Land Of the Midnight Sun BY Yvonne Newman
For all of us who live in Alaska
We can sense a feeling of spring
The air has a different feeling
that the artic winds do bring.
When ice sculpters start appearing
in different places all around town.
When our sun starts comming up earlier
and taking longer sinking down.
When the tripod goes up in Nenana
When the Yukon Quest has made it's run
It all gives us a signal
in this Land of midnight sun.
The hiring starts for the season
The hustle and bustle of coaches and planes
All arriving here in Fairbanks
Our city with it's famous name
This year is our gold rush centennial
100 years since Felix Pedro discovered his gold
All of which has made Fairbanks famous
with the sourdough tales that are told
Here among what is left of that long ago era
Sits a dredge beaming with glory
She was part of that historical time
She can tell you quite a story.
Old number 8, sits with pride
In her watery grave at best
She outlives most all the others
who were vandalized like all the rest.
As she crept along moving the earth
the screming of her working could be heard over half a mile
it's no wonder now, when you see her at rest
you can almost envision a little smile.
Springtime in Alaska
Is the most beautiful place I have ever seen
Good clean air and water
The stillness only a wilderness can bring
Surronded by all this beauty
It's no wonder that I count my beleesing each day
So much to be greatful and thankful for
As I kneel and daily pray.
you sure know when it's springtime in Alaska
As you are mesmerized with the magic in the air
Everyone shedding their parkas
Then paking them away with care
Soon shorts will be appearing instead of winter gear
Getting ready for the marathon race
Festivals, picinics, parties, and all
people working out and getting in shape
Ice fishing in full swing
snowmobiles are the number one fun
I'm satisfied and don't try to hide my love for...
the land of the midnight sun!!