Upon the range, where sunsets blaze, A cowboy laughs through dusty days. His horse, a friend with soulful eyes, Beneath the stars, their laughter flies. They gallop swift through fields…
A dusty trail where shadows loom, The herd moves forth, dispelling gloom. With leather creaks and hooves that pound, They follow tracks where dreams are found. Through canyon walls, the…
sun dips low, a fiery blaze, Casting long shadows in twilights haze. Old trails whisper of journeys past, As day retreats, and memories last. The cattle low, in the quiet…
In the shadow of the old oak tree, Where whispers wove through branches free, Beneath its boughs, the legends lie, Of cowboys bold and dreams that fly. A tempest tossed…
desert stretches wide, a sunlit sea, Where laughter dances with the tumbleweed, Cowboys craft jokes like seams in leather, Binding the land with threads of mirth, indeed. With spurred boots…
A whispering hush, where the wild grass sways, The prairie wind carries tales of old days. With footprints lost in the dust of time, Echoes of laughter, a forgotten rhyme.…
Beneath the laughing sky, they gather round, With rugged grins and stories profound. The canyon walls echo each hearty joke, Where wild spirits dance, and laughter awoke. With twinkling stars…
Through the open gate, horizons wide, The cowboy breathes, with stars as his guide. His saddle creaks, the moonlights soft glow, Calls forth the courage, to venture and go. The…
In the canyons grip, the shadows loom, Where whispers of past entwine with gloom. With each sharp turn, the river winds, Revealing truths the wildness finds. A cowboy sits neath…
In the hush of dusk, the leaves do sway, Whispers of secrets from yesterday. Beneath the boughs where the wild things dwell, The stories of ancients rise and swell. A…