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The Northern Lights


Alice C. Bateman

Looking like ghosts of colour

Pulsating in the sky

Like the Goddess' diaphanous laundry

Hung out on the stars to dry


A privilege and a wonder

Sent from the Gods of Old

This beauty and this splendour

More valuable than Gold


Those privileged to catch a glimpse

Of this amazing sight

Are awestruck by the beauty

That dances in the night


Not static as the moon is

But dancing, twirling, change

The colours and the shapes

Always rearrange


A very special Gift

An awe-inspiring Show

Only in the frozen North

It makes me want to go

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