Patrick Czyz - 49 Alaska

The great north land
Is sung by every band,
The coast from north to west
Has a grand quest.
It is home to sourdough and gold;
It honors the brave and bold.
Eight stars rest high above
And fresh white snow below.
Together the bears run
Under the midnight sun.
The northern Eagles flew
Over the deep ocean blue
To see this majestic place
And its wondrous grace.

Patrick Czyz

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