The Branding Pen’s Silent Echo: A Reminder of Work Done Together

A cowboy learns to face the winds with grit and a song in his heart.

In twilights hush, where shadows play,

The branding pen holds whispers gray.

It cradles tales of toil and sweat,

A bond of trust that none forget.

Around the fire, the laughter flows,

While tales grow tall as evening grows.

With leathered hands and spirit bright,

They forged their paths beneath the night.

Each brand a mark on fate™s own page,

A testament of grit and rage.

The cattle low, the horses prance,

In every stroke, a shared romance.

So raise your hats to those who ride,

Through rugged lands, they stand with pride.

The branding pen, now still and stark,

Echoes the spirit of their spark.