Good-Bye, Pierrette

Good-Bye, Pierrette

Good-Bye, Pierrette is a novel by Theodosia Pickrering Garrison. It tells the story of a young girl, Pierrette, who is sent away from her home in France to live with her aunt in America. Pierrette is a bright and imaginative girl who loves to explore and learn new things. She is excited to start a new life in America, but soon discovers that her aunt is not the kind and loving person she had hoped for. Pierrette is treated harshly and made to do all the chores around the house. Despite her difficult situation, Pierrette finds solace in her new home and makes friends with the other children in the neighborhood. She also discovers a passion for music and begins to take piano lessons. As Pierrette grows older, she begins to understand the importance of family and the power of love. She learns to forgive her aunt and finds the courage to stand up for herself. In the end, Pierrette is able to find her own place in the world and make a home for herself.

By Theodosia Pickrering Garrison · First published 1917 · Genre: Historical Fiction, Coming of Age, Romance · 141 words

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Good-bye, Pierrette. The new moon waits Like some shy maiden at the gates Of rose and pearl, to watch us stand This little moment, hand in hand -- Nor one red rose its watch abates.

The low wind through your garden prates Of one this twilight desolates. Ah, was it this your roses planned? Good-bye, Pierrette.

Oh, merriest of little mates, No sadder lover hesitates Beneath this moon in any land; Nor any roses, watchful, bland, Look on a sadder jest of Fate's. Good-bye, Pierrette.

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