The Branding Smoke’s Dance: Stories Told in Fire and Air

Do what’s right, ride tall, and keep your boots clean—it’s the cowboy way.

In the shadow of the mountains crest,

Whispers of smoke rise up and rest.

The branding iron gleams, hot and bright,

While stories of cattle dance in the night.

The crackling flames sing tales of old,

Of rodeos fierce and hearts made bold.

Each drift of smoke, a memorys trace,

Binding the past in this timeless space.

With every snort of the weary steed,

The echoes of legends arise and speed.

From trials and triumphs, the cowhands form,

A brotherhood forged in the wild storm.

As dawn paints the horizon anew,

The branding smoke twirls, a dance to pursue.

With each brand placed, their saga expands,

In fire and air, the cowboy still stands.