The Echoing Spur: Reverberations of a Life Well-Lived

The trail might be tough, but a cowboy always finds a way forward.

Upon the range where silence reigns,

An echo stirs in dusty plains.

With leather worn and spirit bold,

He rides the trail that™s oft retold.

From canyon depths to mountain high,

Each heartbeat mingles with the sky.

The sun dips low, a fiery flare,

Whispers of time in golden air.

With every spur, his spirit sings,

As wild wind carries ancient wings.

Through storms and sun, his path is clear,

The life he™s etched in dust, sincere.

As night descends with stars ablaze,

He finds his peace in twilight™s haze.

For in the echoes of his ride,

Lives every tale, and love, and pride.