The Branding Fire’s Glow: Bonds Forged in the Heat of Labor

A cowboy’s trust in his horse is as deep as the canyons they ride.

In twilights hush, the cattle low,

Round the branding fire, embers glow.

With leathered hands, the irons hot,

They mark the herd, their future™s plot.

Around the flames, old stories weave,

Of trials faced and hearts that cleave.

The scent of smoke, like time™s embrace,

Forms bonds that time cannot erase.

Beneath the stars, a brotherhood,

In toil and sweat, they find their good.

Each crack of fire, a promise sworn,

In labors heat, a family born.

As dawn unveils the golden light,

They ride as one, hearts bold and bright.

For in the brand, their souls align,

In every blaze, their spirits shine.