Roundup on the Frontier
Every cowboy knows the importance of gathering strength before the storm.
Beneath the clouds, where thunder cracked,
The desert blooms, a vibrant fact.
With raindrops kissed by sunlit hue,
A rainbow arches, bold and true.
The cowboys gather, spirits high,
Their laughter dances through the sky.
With muddy boots and hearts laid bare,
They share old tales, a wild flair.
The scent of sagebrush fills the air,
As horses prance, without a care.
From canyons deep, to mountains wide,
They celebrate the storms grand ride.
As night falls soft, the stars ignite,
The fire glows with warmth and light.
In joys embrace, they forged their bond,
Amidst desert storms, of love they™re fond.
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