The Long Hot Summer Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

The long summer

It was a long summer for the Nordic country
Every day we met at a beach with a crate of beer
The four of us, Carl was the funny one knew how to cheer
Me up from my dark mind.
Carl`s wife had left him but he made light out of it
There is always another bus, but it was not true.
When we met at the beach there was only three of us
Carl had hung himself in his garden`s only apple tree.
Where is Carl, I asked no one wanted to tell me
So, we drank beer and enjoyed the sunlight.
Next day I knew and went to his funeral none of me
Beer-swilling friends came not up to facing their mortality.