The Prairie’s Keeper: A Tribute to Those Who Protect the Land

In the Old West, your word was your bond, and respect was earned the hard way.

In the whispering winds where tall grass sways,

The keeper rides through the sunlit haze.

With the leather reins gripped firm in hand,

He guards the heart of this rugged land.

Beneath the skies, so vast and clear,

Each footprint holds a story dear.

Through storms and drought, he braves the fight,

To nurture life by day and night.

With calls of hawks and the children’s cheer,

He guides the herds, their destinies near.

In harmony with the wild, he stays,

Preserving natures ancient ways.

As golden light spills over the plains,

And the scent of earth after rain lends gains,

The prairie’s keeper rides forth with pride,

A steadfast soul, with the land as his guide.