Finding Gold in the Details
The Old West taught us that persistence often unearths the greatest treasures.
In a saloon where shadows blend,
The Piano Man plays tunes to mend.
With calloused hands on weathered keys,
He serenades the wild, free breeze.
Dusk wraps the town in velvet night,
As laughter swells, a lantern’s light.
His melodies, like rivers flow,
Guide weary souls through highs and lows.
Each note a tale of dusty roads,
Where cowboys weep and burdens load.
With every chord, the room ignites,
Reviving spirits on starry nights.
So raise a glass, let heartstrings ring,
To the Maestro who bids us sing.
In the frontiers embrace, live bold,
His songs are worth their weight in gold.
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