The Broken Gate: A Metaphor for Transition and Change
Beyond the hills, where wildflowers sway, A broken gate stands, its hinges frayed. Once held a pasture, lush and wide, Now whispers secrets of the times that died. The cowboy…
Beyond the hills, where wildflowers sway, A broken gate stands, its hinges frayed. Once held a pasture, lush and wide, Now whispers secrets of the times that died. The cowboy…
Trail of Weathered Hooves: Marked by Generations of Life and LaborOn sun-kissed plains where wild winds blow, The thud of hooves leaves tales of woe. Through whispering grass and dust…
Upon the ridge where thunder roared, The tempest swept, wild winds adored. Yet in the wake of furys roar, A tranquil hush, the calm restores. Dust settled deep on battered…
In shadows deep where coyotes play, A legend stirs at end of day. The Giggle Ghost, with laughter sweet, Dances ’round the fire, light on feet. With every crackle, spirits…
Beneath the vast and endless night, The stars, they shimmer, pure and bright. A cowboy gazes at the gleam, His heart ignites with hope’s wild dream. Through canyons deep, where…
In shadows deep, where secrets lie, The canyon whispers, a mournful sigh. With cliffs like sentinels, watchful, bold, They cradle stories the earth has told. Through dusty trails, the horsemen…
Beneath a quilt of endless night, The cowboys rest, their hearts alight. With whispers soft of laughters grace, Stars twinkle down, a warm embrace. The crackling fire, a soft murmur,…
In dusty saloons where the sun beats down, Two cowboys sat, their faces a frown. With glinting eyes and cards held tight, They read each tell in the fading light.…
Upon the plains where whispers dwell, The wind, a sage, begins to tell. Of endless skies and journeyed dreams, Through time and space, it softly seems. With cada step, the…
Beneath the sun, where sagebrush sways, A trail stretches forth through dusty haze. With leather reins gripped tight in hand, Adventurous spirits roam this land. The echoes call from mountains…