Grit and Dust in the Saddle

The cowboy life teaches one lesson above all—hold the reins, and lead the way.

In the dawns embrace, the dust will rise,

A leathered face beneath wide skies.

With grit in heart, he mounts his steed,

To chase the dreams where spirits lead.

Through canyons deep, and mesas tall,

He rides with thunder, heedless of the call.

The prairie winds whisper of battles past,

While echoes of hooves in rhythm, steadfast.

The sun beats down, a fiery sphere,

Yet he embraces the heat, knows no fear.

Each mile a story, each turn a test,

With grit and dust, he finds his rest.

As twilight paints the sky in gold,

He gathers tales the night will hold.

Through grit and dust, his legend grows,

An endless journey where freedom flows.