The Sun’s Comedy ShowImagine the sun as a performer, delivering rays that dance and joke across the desert, igniting laughter among early risers.

In the Old West, your word was your bond, and respect was earned the hard way.

In dawns embrace, the desert wakes,

The sun, a jester, in bright hues shakes.

With rays that twirl and twinkle so,

It cracks a grin, a grand comedy show.

Laughter spills like sweet cactus bloom,

Each golden beam chases nights gloom.

They say the sun tells tales of cheer,

As shadows stretch they gather near.

The prairies stage, where coyotes jest,

And tumbleweeds swirl, like jesters dressed.

In morning light, the wild blooms sway,

As whispers dance in the suns ballet.

So rise, oh weary souls, rejoice!

Let sunsets fade, with day™s bright voice.

For laughters warmth in sunlit glow,

Is the heart of life in the cowboy™s show.