Anne of Green Gables

 

I am the girl with the red hair;

Spirit in the wind.

I am the kindred of the fall breeze;

I am the singing sprite 

In the freshly mown hay.

I am the girl who haunts

The lonesome places.

 

I am Anne of Green Gables.

The old abandoned camp 

I make my home.

I am Anne of Green Gables:

The girl with imagination wild.

My deep eyes will chill you.

I am always drifting

Like the reddened leaves 

Of fall.

I sing the sweet pea’s song.

 

I am the girl with the red hair;

Spirit in the wind.

I am the kindred of the fall breeze;

I am the singing sprite 

In the freshly mown hay.

I am the girl who haunts

The lonesome places.

 

I am Anne of Green Gables

I dance to the tune

of midnight frogs.

I am Anne of Green Gables

The girl dancing through the

Lonely river 

The moonlight calls to me.

I have learned to speak

The language of the hills.

I sing the mountain’s song.

 

I am the girl with the red hair;

Spirit in the wind.

I am the kindred of the fall breeze;

I am the singing sprite 

In the freshly mown hay.

I am the girl who haunts

The lonesome places.

 

I am a wild soul,

Alive as the spring wind.

The trees I call my old friends.

I am twirling

With the fireflies

And where my God calls

I will go.

 

I sing my song

For God.