The Trail’s Final Summit: A Cowboy’s Last Great Journey

A cowboy learns to face the winds with grit and a song in his heart.

Beneath the mountains, shadows loom,

Where whispers ride on winds of doom.

A cowboy stands at the trail’s end,

With times harsh grip, hes lost a friend.

His faithful steed, a spirit bold,

Now bears the weight of tales untold.

With leather worn and saddle creased,

They greet the dawn, their bond increased.

Through valleys deep and rivers wide,

He trails the ghosts of those who died.

Each step narrates their gallant fight,

Guided by stars in the long, dark night.

As twilight fades, the summit calls,

He feels the air as freedom falls.

With one last ride, he claims the sky,

A legends heart shall never die.