Blazing Trails in the Frontier
The only way to find new horizons is to keep riding toward the setting sun.
In twilight™s glow, the cowboys jest,
With laughter ringing, they feel so blessed.
The hooves of steeds, a gallant sound,
In the desert™s heart, where joy is found.
Around the fire, stories fly,
With punchlines sharp, as the coyotes cry.
Each hearty chuckle, a bridge they build,
Through dusty trails where spirits are filled.
The sun dips low, the shadows grow,
They tease and banter, as the stars start to show.
In wild winds, their camaraderie thrives,
For in each jest, the cowboy™s soul lives.
As dawn breaks bright, the laughter fades,
But echoes linger in those sunlit glades.
With hooves aligned, they ride as one,
Chasing horizons, where lifes just begun.
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