Wayne Orr

Writer 🕹️ Poet 🕹️ Lyricist

My Red-haired Muse


In the golden light of morning’s glow,
A vision stands, where soft winds blow,
With hair like flames, a vibrant red,
My lovely lady, where joy is bred.

Her laughter dances, a sweet refrain,
A melody soft, like gentle rain,
In every moment, by her side,
A steadfast friend, my heart’s true guide.

Her eyes, like emeralds, sparkle bright,
In their depths, a world of light,
With every glance, she sees right through,
A bond of trust, forever true.

Through whispered secrets and shared dreams,
We weave our lives, like flowing streams,
In every challenge, hand in hand,
Together we rise, together we stand.

Her kindness shines like morning dew,
A heart so pure, so warm, so true,
With her, each day feels like a song,
In her embrace, I know I belong.

So here’s to you, my red-haired muse,
In your love, I can’t refuse,
My lovely lady, my best friend,
In your arms, my heart will mend.