The Alaskanpoet as you may know grew up in Alaska in a small fishing village Petersburg on Mitkof Island at Prowley Point at the northern end of the Wrangell Narrows. But he also went to high school in Coeur d'Alene, Idaho, home of the Vikings and located some 50 miles south of Sarah Palin's birthplace of Sandpoint Idaho (also by quirk of fate where my father spent most of his career in the Navy during WWII before being finally shipped to participate in the invasion of Okinawa). Another quirk, my mother after retiring took courses at North Idaho College in Coeur d'Alene where Sarah attended before transferring to the University of Idaho. So while this poet has never met her, somehow feels connected. Here is the Alaskanpoet's advice to her which I sincerely hope she listens to.
Sarah Time Fold
Sarah, I grew up in Alaska and seined for six years
Sarah, here is advice I hope you can hear
Maybe Wasilla Alaskans so near to Anchorage lose their edge
When the winds of adversity blow they move from the ledge
But the Alaskans in the Narrows with LeConte's bergs to dodge
Are fearless and from a goal very difficult to dislodge
Sons and daughters of Petersburg are Vikings in name and in fact
Displaying the sense of honor and character you so sadly lack
We may not be able to see Russia but there is no fish we cannot net
And most of us live our lives without quitting, in honor to never remorse or regret
Book notwithstanding, caribou kills notwithstanding, as a President you would never be fit
It is time to move to Arizona, time from the list of potential candidates gracefully and finally quit
Michael P Ridley aka The Alaskanpoet © August 12, 2011
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