The Ashes of the Campfire: Remnants of Nights Filled with Stories

The Old West taught us that persistence often unearths the greatest treasures.

Beneath the stars, where silence reigns,

The campfires warmth keeps at bay the pains.

With glowing embers calling forth the past,

Each flicker sparks a tale, too precious to be cast.

The cowboys gather, their spirits alight,

Voices weaving through the velvet night.

Of wild mustangs racing down the plains,

And lost loves echoing in hearts remains.

A leathered hand, the stories unfurl,

Of distant trails and the wide, wild world.

The crackle of wood, the wind™s gentle sigh,

As shadows dance and ancient ghosts pass by.

As dawn breaks through, the night bids adieu,

Ashes whisper dreams that once felt so true.

With every ride, they carry tales untold,

Remnants of courage that never grow old.