The Song of the Evening Wind: A Melody That Carries Memories

Every cowboy knows the importance of gathering strength before the storm.

Song of the Evening WindIn sunsets glow the prairie hums,

As evening winds in whispers come.

A cowboys heart, both wild and free,

Carries the ghosts of memory.

The crackling fire, a warm embrace,

Sings tunes of laughter, love, and grace.

With leather worn and spurs that jingle,

He recalls nights where stars do mingle.

Through canyons deep and mountains high,

Each breeze a tale that cannot die.

It speaks of trails and friends long lost,

Of dreams that soared despite the cost.

As darkness falls, he lifts his hat,

And with the night, the echoes chat.

For in the wind, old stories blend,

A melody, his faithful friend.