Wayne Orr

Writer 🕹️ Poet 🕹️ Lyricist


In South Carolina’s gentle embrace, they dwell,
Jordan and Joan, a story to tell,
Brother-in-law and sister-in-law so dear,
Their bond stronger than the southern hemisphere.

Jordan, with a heart as vast as the sky,
Underneath his Carolina sun, he thrives,
A man of kindness, strength, and grace,
In every challenge, he finds his place.

Joan, with eyes that shimmer like the sea,
In her soul, a spirit wild and free,
Sister-in-law with a smile so bright,
Illuminating even the darkest night.

Together, they dance in the southern breeze,
Their love like the moss on the old oak trees,
In South Carolina’s warm and golden light,
They shine like stars in the velvet night.

In the land of magnolias and sweet tea,
Jordan and Joan, a sight to see,
Bound by love, by family, by fate,
Their story woven into the fabric of the state.

So here’s to Jordan and Joan, in Carolina’s embrace,
May their love forever find its place,
In the heart of the South, where dreams are spun,
Two souls united, forever as one.