Celtic Tigress’s Song

Red hair, red birds, red socks
have all conspired together.
As such, these words shall flow.

Five foot four of sunset,
soft, smooth, red and pale.
Speaks words of light
and hard fought wisdom
to those who listen well.

Yet from this sunset shall come not night
a new day shall rise forth
with gentle care
and a dazzling radiance
a clear sky shall see its course.

All who see this bright new day
shall smile and hear a song
of strength and joy,
confidence and peace,
to last a lifetime long.