A Well-Worn Bridle: The Journey of a Cowboy and His Steed

The West wasn’t won by luck—it was carved by determination and hard work.

Upon the plains where whispers drift,

A cowboy rides, his spirit swift.

With worn bridle frayed by times embrace,

He tracks the wild, a daring chase.

Through dusky trails where shadows play,

His steed, a partner, leads the way.

The leather creaks, a familiar sound,

In every stride, their bond unbound.

Beneath wide skies, the stars ignite,

As campfires crackle through the night.

With every dream stoked in the flame,

He tells the tales of fortune and fame.

As dawn unfurls her vibrant hue,

Together they press on, ever true.

With hope like spurs that sing and gleam,

A cowboy and his horse, a timeless dream.