When Silent Nights Poem by Victoria Udnæs

When silent nights
creep over fields
and snow with frost
are coldest shields
I'll find myself again
in distant here and now
my friend.

So long all since I saw your smile
the time has passed
it's been a while!
my memories of you
are in my archetypal style.

So, as I wander on these fields
with heavy frost and whitest shields
and think about the time that's passed
in retrospect: now covered glass
our friendship that so couldn't last
I stand there with a smile:

For what we did, and what we had
was life, and now it makes me glad
to know that all our memories
are shared, and that we wear them
on a thread with pearls and gems
like two best friends
now in past tense
that cared.