The Branding Fire’s Last Spark: A Farewell to Days of Work and Brotherhood

Do what’s right, ride tall, and keep your boots clean—it’s the cowboy way.

Beneath the vast and starlit dome,

The branding fire flickers, now alone.

With shadows long, and tales to share,

We bid farewell to our brotherhood’s care.

The leather creaks, the rope lies coiled,

In dusty winds, our spirits boiled.

We gathered round through laughter and toil,

Now memory’s echo haunts this soil.

The brands we forged, our legacys mark,

Held close to hearts, ignites a spark.

With whiskey poured and hands extended,

The bonds we made will never be ended.

As dawn approaches, in hues of gold,

Our stories live in the warmth we hold.

Though fire dims, our spirits rise,

To chase the sun in endless skies.