Holding Steady Through the Storm
Cowboys know that the hardest trails lead to the most beautiful views.
Beneath the sagebrush, laughter swells,
As coyotes plot their clever spells.
The cowboys chuckle, boots entwined,
In this wild dance, a jest they find.
With each sly pounce, the coyote prances,
A whimsical dance, full of chances.
They tumble and tease under the wide,
Where evening shadows and chuckles glide.
The moonlight spills on the dusty ground,
While mischief sparks, and joys unbound.
Cunning eyes shine in the twilights grasp,
The cowboys, entranced, in laughter bask.
So gather round, let the stories flow,
Of coyotes bold and their daring show.
In the heart of the West neath the starlit sea,
Lifes a grand joke shared, wild and free.
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