Living by the Cowboy Code
In the Old West, your word was your bond, and respect was earned the hard way.
Across the plains where wild winds roam,
A herd of hooves finds heart and home.
With whispers sweet of earth™s embrace,
They travel forth, this sacred space.
Beneath the suns that paint the skies,
The tallgrass sways, where freedom lies.
Through storms that clash and clouds that roar,
The cattle march, forevermore.
At dusk, the fires flicker bright,
With shadows dancing in the night.
Each cowboys story, woven tight,
Embodies dreams wrapped in starlight.
When dawns first blush ignites the dew,
Each creature knows what they must do.
For lifes great journey leads them on,
A quest for home, as night meets dawn.
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