Chasing Dreams Across the Plains
Out here, every cowboy knows that fortune favors the bold.
In a canyon wide, the laughter rings,
With boots and spurs, the joy it brings.
The bride, a vision in lace and light,
Dances neath stars, her heart taking flight.
The groom, a cowboy, sharp as a whip,
Cracks jokes like a whip, it’s a wild trip.
They toast with whiskey, their spirits high,
As tales from the past make the night fly.
Around the fire, friends old and new,
Share memories sweet, with a hint of blue.
With each hearty laugh, another spark glows,
In this wedding of wild, where laughter flows.
As the moon climbs high, the night still young,
They ride into dreams, their hearts all strung.
In a world that’s harsh, they’ve found their way,
In love’s wild rodeo, forever to stay.
Copyright © 2024 Randy Salars
All rights reserved
All rights reserved