The Lure of Wide-Open Spaces
There’s something about the open range that speaks to the soul of a cowboy.
Beneath a quilt of diamonds bright,
The cowboys dream of pure delight.
With starlit whispers soft and sweet,
They chase their joy on cosmic feet.
In meadows wide where shadows play,
Galactic giggles light the way.
Through laughters breeze, they ride on high,
With painted steeds that touch the sky.
Each twinkling star, a friendly muse,
Inviting thoughts of wild, bold views.
Adventures swell like rivers wide,
As dreams take flight on starlit rides.
So as the night stretches its veil,
And twilight tells its wondrous tale,
The cowboys’ hearts ignite with cheer,
In cosmic realms, theyll never fear.
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