Beneath the Laughing Sky: A vibrant scene of cowboys’ jokes and stories echoing through canyons, their laughter rising to join the celestial chorus.

The Old West taught us that persistence often unearths the greatest treasures.

Beneath the laughing sky, they gather round,

With rugged grins and stories profound.

The canyon walls echo each hearty joke,

Where wild spirits dance, and laughter awoke.

With twinkling stars as their watchful friend,

They swap tall tales as the campfire bends.

A tumbleweed rolls through the warm night air,

While hoots and howls rise without a care.

Each tale spun bright, like the sparks they send,

Of brave outlaws and horses they™d defend.

The moon adds its light to their joyful theme,

As echoes of laughter weave into a dream.

When dawn breaks clear, and the coyotes cease,

Their camaraderie stirs a lasting peace.

Beneath the laughing sky, they find their way,

In the heart of the West, where true cowboys play.