Kicking Up Dust on the Trail
The trail might be tough, but a cowboy always finds a way forward.
At dawns first light, the desert wakes,
With cactus blooms and shadowy shapes.
A campfire crackles, breakfast is near,
Their laughter dances, crystal clear.
The smell of coffee, beans, and spice,
Sizzlin bacon, a cowboys slice.
With hearty tales, they weave their dreams,
The desert echoes with joyful beams.
Around the fire, true friends unite,
In sun-kissed silence, their spirits ignite.
Each jest and chuckle, a wholesome cheer,
Forging bonds that have grown sincere.
As daylight spills over the rugged land,
With plates piled high and hearts so grand,
In laughter™s shade, they find their grace,
A cowboys breakfast, loves warm embrace.
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