Whistling Through the Prairie Winds
A cowboy learns to face the winds with grit and a song in his heart.
In twilights hush, where starlight gleams,
The cowboy drifts into his dreams.
With cosmic notes that twirl and sway,
The night wraps him in soft ballet.
The Milky Way, a silver band,
Whispers secrets from distant land.
As laughter glints like morning dew,
A symphony sings the old and new.
His trusty steed, a spirit free,
Gallops through realms of harmony.
Together they soar on moonlit trails,
Chasing the music, where joy prevails.
As dawn awakes, the stars descend,
Yet in his heart, their songs wont end.
For in each ride and every bliss,
Lies the cowboy’s eternal kiss.
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