Wayne Orr

Writer 🕹️ Poet 🕹️ Lyricist

A Thanksgiving Ode to My Beautiful Wife


In the warmth of autumn’s glow,
As leaves dance down and breezes blow,
I pause to give my heartfelt thanks,
For you, my love, my treasured ranks.

Your smile, a beacon, bright and clear,
A gentle light that draws me near.
With every laugh, with every sigh,
You fill my days, my spirits high.

Your heart, a garden rich and rare,
With blooms of kindness everywhere.
In friendship’s bond, we find our way,
Together, come what may.

Through every trial, every cheer,
You stand beside me, ever near.
Your love, a gift I hold so dear,
In every moment, year by year.

So on this day, as we give thanks,
I lift my heart, I fill the ranks,
For you, my precious, shining star,
My gratitude for who you are.

With every bite and every toast,
I celebrate the one I love the most.
In this life’s journey, hand in hand,
Forever grateful, together we stand.

Happy Thanksgiving, my sweet delight,
You are my joy, my heart’s true light.
In this season of thanks, my love I impart,
Forever and always, you have my heart.