At dawns first light, the canvas wakes, With smoke that curls from sizzling steaks. The chuckwagons spread, a sight to see, Holds eggs and bacon, all made for thee. Cowboys…
In sun-baked plains where shadows dance, The cowboys seek a playful chance. With laughter ringing neath the sky, They find their joy as hours fly. A vintage hat atop his…
In deserts hush, the sun beats down, A cowboy hums, his trusty frown. With spurs that jingle, boots of leather, He seeks a friend, come heat or weather. A flash…
In dusty boots, with laughter bright, The cowgirl struts, a fearless sight. Her braid whips ‘round like tumbleweeds, With sass she sows, and kindness feeds. She rides the range with…
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.…
In dusty arenas neath the blazing sun, Where laughter spills, and cowpoke dreams run, They hogtie their foes with ropes pulled tight, And wrestle with noodles, oh what a sight.…
In the heart of the sun-blazed land, Where whispers of the sagebrush stand, The cacti wear their grins so wide, As cowboys ride with spirits tied. Neath spiky arms, they…
In dusty trails where the coyotes roam, Squirrels plot mischief, far from their home. With nimble paws and eyes so bright, They scamper ‘neath the stars in the cool desert…
Beneath the vast, unending sky, A cowboy laughed as the night drew nigh. In moonlit dance, with shadows cast, He heard a croak, a sound so vast. A desert toad,…
In the deserts grasp, where silence reigns, The sun beats down, yet friendship gains. With tales spun round the flickering fire, Laughters sweet echo lifts spirits higher. A dusty trail…