Rain on the Ridge: A Symbol of Renewal and Hope
On the ridge where the dry winds sigh, Clouds gather thick in the cobalt sky, The earth holds its breath, in silence waits, For the rains sweet kiss at natures…
On the ridge where the dry winds sigh, Clouds gather thick in the cobalt sky, The earth holds its breath, in silence waits, For the rains sweet kiss at natures…
Out on the range where the wild winds roam, Belly laughs chase the weariness home. With a twinkle in eye, old Jeb struts near, Sharing tall tales that spark joy…
In a dusty town where laughter rings, Stood a cowboy bold, with wild, wiry things. His horse, old Buck, with a twinkle in eye, Would roll and prance, as folks…
In twilights glow, the rancher sighs, As distant mountains kiss the skies. The trails end whispers, soft and kind, A resting place where peace they find. The campfire crackles, pinewoods…
In dusty towns where laughter roams, The ballroom gleams like gold-plated stones. Old hoedowns fade to jovial cheer, As cowboys twirl, their cares disappear. Beneath a roof of turquoise skies,…
Beneath the vast and endless dome, Where wild winds whisper, horses roam. The prairie’s starry blanket glows, A solace found, where freedom flows. The campfire crackles, shadows dance, Each flicker…
In dawns embrace, the prairie sighs, With endless skies where freedom lies. The saddle creaks beneath the weight, Of dreams that stir, beckoning fate. Through golden fields, the horsemen ride,…
In desert sands where tumbleweeds sway, Cowboys gather for a grand display. With boots made of glitter and hats made of cheese, They strut like peacocks, aiming to please. Bright…
river rolls through canyons wide, A silver thread where memories bide. It whispers tales of ancient lore, And calls the cowboy to explore. Beneath the stars, the waters gleam, Reflecting…
In the heart of the canyon, time lays bare, A scar that whispers tales in the air. Jagged cliffs rise, where the rivers flow, Carving memories like the wild winds…