You know Sverre I visited Norway once as high summer had begun I stayed at a place called Avia (I think that was the name) 4am in the morning when we watched black rabbits play At least I think they were black, possibly dark grey I climbed the barren rocks, collected samples by the score In that short time I learned to love Norways rugged shores Sverre dear friend in two short weeks I came to love your land I reach out cross time and space to take and shake your hand I've climbed the Vidas rugged rocks and trekked your complex land I envy you my true friend, you have a country wild and grand
This is dedicated to a real poet and a man of the country