Roaming the Untamed Frontier
Freedom is found where the dirt road ends and the open sky begins.
Beneath the painted skies, they gather near,
With laughters spark and voices clear.
The sunset blushes, a canvas of gold,
As cowboys sing of loves untold.
Strumming banjos, the strings hum low,
While campfires flicker in the evening glow.
Each cowboy’s tale, a mix of jest,
Weaving laughter that warms the chest.
The cowgirls dance in the twilights sway,
Their twinkling eyes, where dreams do play.
With every note, the air feels light,
As hearts entwine in the cool of night.
So let the sunset serenade your soul,
With memories crafted, making us whole.
For in this moment, where shadows blend,
Love’s melody lingers, without an end.
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