To Jana and Chris on Their Wedding Day

Like Gilbert Blythe

And Anne with an “E,”

Your love developed

But it did so slowly.

As children you played,

You sang and you made

Beautiful music

Then went separate ways.

As friends and composers

You did collaborate.

Writing songs for other weddings,

For other friends

Who’d found their mates.

Watching your collaboration

Others made the observation

That your best consideration

Would be a firm foundation

Built on each other’s love.

But like Gilbert Blythe

And Anne with an “E”

You could not see

The forest for the tree.

All the while you were praying

With this hope in view,

That the wedding songs you’d written

Would one day be sung for you.

Then out of the blue

You knew it was true,

That Gilbert Blythe

And Anne with an “E”

Actually were a portrait

Of you and of me.

This sudden realization

Caused a growing new sensation.

That the answer to your prayer

Was not way off somewhere.

But in the friendship that you’d nurtured.

And in the hopes and dreams you share.

Some people say that love is blind.

Others say true love is hard to find.

While scoffers claim it’s only in fables.

But like Gilbert Blythe

And Anne of Green Gables,

You finally found the love of your life.

Not far away, at Green Gable’s farms

But close to home,

In each other’s arms.

June 5, 2010

©2010 Don Detrick