Kicking Up Dust on the Trail
The trail might be tough, but a cowboy always finds a way forward.
In the dusky light, the campfire crackles,
A branding irons glow, through shadows tackles.
With smoke and ash, the past takes form,
As stories linger, wild and warm.
A rugged hand grips the iron tight,
Imprints of cowboys, forged in night.
Each sizzling brand, a tale of pride,
Of cattle drives and long, hard rides.
The scars of time, like leather worn,
Speak of legends, and burdens borne.
As dusk gives way to starlit skies,
The brand lives on, where memory lies.
So let the fires of history burn,
Within each mark, a legacy turns.
For in these brands, our heartbeats meld,
A cowboys spirit, forever held.
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