The Trail Beneath the Thunderclouds: Braving the Storm’s Wrath

Every cowboy knows the importance of gathering strength before the storm.

Beneath the thunder, dark clouds loom,

The prairie whispers of coming doom.

With leather cracked and spirits bold,

The cowboy rides, his tale unfolds.

The wind it howls, a fierce refrain,

While lightning splits the sky in twain.

His stallion plunges, hooves like thunder,

They brave the storm, a wild wonder.

Through sheets of rain, the freedom calls,

As natures fury rakes the stalls.

But in the chaos, courage gleams,

For every storm reveals his dreams.

So let the skies roar loud and free,

For he will ride, and he will be.

A trail of grit ˜neath thunder™s might,

This cowboys heart will weave the night.