A Canadian red - haired orphan,
Talkative, a lively spirit and clever mind,
A disruptive early childhood spent in orphanages and stranger's homes,
A new home on Prince Edward Island beckoned, leaving her past behind.
Sent to live with siblings Matthew and Marilla Cuthbert,
Their initial request for a boy resulted in a mistake,
Anne's vivacious and joyful spirit captured their hearts,
Matthew, Marilla and Anne formed into a close loving family that no one could break.
Avonlea, on the picturesque Prince Edward Island,
Here Anne found family, friends, love and a new home,
She blossomed and excelled in school,
With Avonlea's caring community, she never would be alone.
Anne's talents and skills were the pride of Avonlea,
School teacher, writer and Professor at a girls school,
Friend and childhood rival Gilbert Blythe loved her from afar,
Her whimsical ways at times did not impress, for he was nobody's fool.
Through Matthew and Marilla's tender love and care Anne emerged poised and confident,
An accomplished young woman with the whole world at her feet,
Avonlea and Gilbert Blythe however, imprinted on her mind.
She desired to return back to Avonlea and peacefully retreat.
The comforts of Avonlea eventually drew Anne back,
Avonlea's beauty and Gilbert Blythe were too difficult to resist,
Anne and Gilbert married, saw their children and a new Avonlea generation emerge over the years,
Avonlea, Prince Edward Island - the home of Anne of Green Gables the prettiest place in Canada to exist.
- Author: FineBul (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 26th, 2020 14:28
- Comment from author about the poem: I always love watching Anne of Green Gables on DVD every couple of years. I watched recently the Megan Followes version of Anne on DVD. The Anne of Green Gables books were my favourite as a child. Here's my tribute.
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Comments2
Beautiful write 🌹
Hello Nemo!
Thanks much appreciated!
Keep writing FineB
Fantastically fine as ever!
Hello Poetic Dan,
Thanks for your lovely comments.
Keep writing FineB
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