Poetry Monday: White Nights and the Midnight Sun

I heard a man yell
“Come and see!”
And I saw
The White Nights
When others sleep
The Sun does not
And as you ride farther North
You meet the Midnight Sun
Guarded by the White Nights
And the Solstice
A Sun like no other
Lurking above the horizon

From the poetry collection Cats, Coffee, Catharsis.

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