Whistling Through the Prairie Winds
A cowboy learns to face the winds with grit and a song in his heart.
By the rivers edge, where willows sway,
A whisper calls from the waters play.
With rippling notes, the currents charm,
Lulls every heart with its soothing psalm.
A cowboy stands with his hat pulled low,
Gazing deep where the wildflowers grow.
Each droplet sings of a journey long,
Of spirits brave, and a life lived strong.
Through storms and droughts, the river flows,
A testament to the strength life knows.
With every bend, it carves its way,
In silent resolve, come what may.
As dawn breaks fresh, on the horizon wide,
The river hums, with the morning tide.
A hymn to hope in the vast expanse,
Where life persists, given every chance.
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