The Cowboy and the Cactus Tango A Comical Dance in the Desert

Freedom is found where the dirt road ends and the open sky begins.

In desert heat, where tumbleweeds play,

A cowboy danced in a comical way.

With boots that kicked up the dust and the sun,

He twirled ‘round a cactus, oh what fun!

The cactus stood tall, sharp prickles displayed,

Yet swayed with a grace, unafraid and unfrayed.

With each clumsy step, the cowboy would swoon,

Underneath the bright eye of a silvery moon.

As laughter erupted, the lizards would stare,

The rattlesnake rattled, yet didn’t quite care.

For who could resist such a whimsical sight,

Two partners misfit, dancing into the night?

Then morning broke forth, with a blushing glow,

The cactus stood proud, in the suns warming show.

The cowboy, exhausted, tipped his old hat,

With a grin like the dawn, said, Aint life just that?