Living by the Cowboy Code
In the Old West, your word was your bond, and respect was earned the hard way.
Beneath the sun, as shadows play,
They gather round, at close of day.
With laughter bright, the embers glow,
In cowboys hearts, true joy will grow.
The kettle sings, its steam a dance,
A brew of bold, where cowboys prance.
Each sip ignites a spark of cheer,
The taste of home, so sweet and near.
Through rugged trails, friendships forged,
In tales retold, their spirits surged.
A pot of coffee, warm and pure,
An elixir shared, a bond thats sure.
As stars unfold in the deserts grace,
They share their hopes in this sacred space.
With mugs held high, their laughter blends,
In every drop, a life that transcends.
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