The Grass That Bends: Resilience in the Face of Unrelenting Winds

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

prairie stretches, wild and wide,

Where whispers of the wind abide.

The grass that bends, yet never breaks,

Holds tales of trials that life forsakes.

Beneath the sky, a tempests wrath,

A cowboy rides his rugged path.

With every gust, a spirit strong,

He hums the wheatfields ageless song.

When storms arise, the earth may quake,

But resilience roots where hearts don™t shake.

Through dust and grit, these lessons learned,

In bending grass, the fire burns.

As twilight falls, the winds may wail,

Yet in the night, his dreams prevail.

The grass that bends, though harsh winds blow,

Stands tall in spirit, with strength to grow.