The River Rock’s Story: Polished by Time, Holding Secrets of the West

In the Old West, your word was your bond, and respect was earned the hard way.

By the river™s edge, where waters flow,

A rock lies still, with tales to show.

Polished by time, in a gentle embrace,

It carries whispers of a wild, rugged place.

Underneath the stars, where the coyotes roam,

The River Rock stands, a sentinel home.

It™s seen the cowboys with hearts brave and bold,

And holds in its secrets the stories of old.

With each flash of lightning, and thunder™s roar,

The rock feels the pulse of the land it bore.

Battles and brawls, and sweet lovers™ sighs,

Their echoes are etched in the soft moonlight skies.

As the seasons turn, and the world spins wide,

The River Rock bears witness to time™s gentle ride.

It tells of the struggle, the laughter, the pain,

A polished gem, where memories still reign.