Starry Tales of the SouthwestJoin cowboys weaving whimsical and humorous constellations stories under the desert’s sparkling night skies.

It takes a steady hand and a bold heart to tame the wild west.

Beneath the vast, enchanted dome,

Cowboys gather, far away from home.

With laughter echoing ˜neath the glow,

They spin their yarns, where wild winds blow.

A twinkle whispers of a cowpokes plight,

As coyotes join in on the starry night.

Look yonder now, that bright horse there,

He once took me to the moon, I swear!

They paint the skies with comets that race,

And tumbleweeds twirl in a spirited chase.

œNow that one, friends, is a six-shooters child,

Who taught my horse to play the guitar--wild!

When dawn breaks soft, the tales fade away,

Yet in the hearts, those stars still stay.

For every chuckle ˜neath the night™s embrace,

Is a starry tale woven in time and space.