The Weight of the Yoke: Bearing the Burdens of Duty and Tradition
In twilights hush, the cattle low, While mountains stand in ancient glow. A burdened mind--that yoke I wear, For duty’s call is harsh and rare. With leather reins, I guide…
In twilights hush, the cattle low, While mountains stand in ancient glow. A burdened mind--that yoke I wear, For duty’s call is harsh and rare. With leather reins, I guide…
In the heart of night, where silence reigns, The prairie whispers of forgotten pains. Beneath wide skies, where wild hearts roam, An untamed spirit calls this land home. With leather…
Out in the dust where the laughter streams, The Rodeo Queens contest fills the dreams. With boots that stomp and hats that fly, Each gal takes aim beneath the sky.…
Beneath the vast and endless skies, The prairie whispers, softly sighs. With each horizon kissed by light, A heart finds freedom in the night. A lonesome rider, lost in thought,…
With hat tipped low and boots of dust, He laughs at storms, for laugh he must. Through rattling trails and sunburned plains, A grins the cure for lifes rough strains.…
In twilights hush, the meadows grace, A golden slumber, a peaceful place. The wildflowers sway, in dreams they bask, Beneath the stars, in nights cool mask. The horses graze on…
In the early dawn, the ranch awakes, Where shadows dance in the morning breaks. A colt stirs softly, fed by the sun, Beneath azure skies, his journeys begun. With cautious…
Out on the range where the cattle roam, The cowboys gather, far from home. With contrary hooves and minds askew, These stubborn beasts, a puzzling crew. They scatter wide on…
Upon the edge where shadows play, The river whispers tales of old, With currents swift, and skies of gray, The crossing waits, both fierce and bold. The cowboy stands, his…
In twilight’s glow, the prairies sigh, As whispered winds weave low and high. With every gust, a storys told, Of brave frontier hearts, both fierce and bold. The distant mountains,…