Wayne Orr

In the heart of the countryside, where the wildflowers bloom,
Our love stands strong, like the oak tree in June.
Through the rolling hills and the valleys so deep,
Our bond is unbreakable, a promise we keep.

When the storms of life come, and the winds fiercely blow,
Our love is the anchor, steady and slow.
It’s the warmth of the sun on a cold winter’s day,
The strength that will guide us, come what may.

Through the trials and struggles, we’ll face them as one,
With love as our compass, we’ll never be undone.
Hand in hand, we’ll walk through the fire,
Our love will keep us together, our hearts never tire.

In the quiet of the night, under the starlit sky,
We’ll find solace in each other, you and I.
For no matter the challenge, no matter the cost,
Our love will prevail, it’s the one thing we’ve got.

So here’s to our love, as strong as the land,
It will carry us through, with its gentle hand.
Together we’ll stand, through thick and through thin,
For our love will keep us together, it always wins.