Opening aged minds, taking them on a journey over
cowboy trails and through wonderful deserts filled
with antique melodies and wonderful scenery.
Riding horses of imagination over desert plains,
happily enjoying the freedom and vast expanse of
wide open spaces.
Cacti reaching out, touching subconsciously, areas
of grey matter with wonder and awe.
Filling yesterday with moistened eyes of beauty,
remembered dearly, close to hearts riding into
sunset's of tomorrow's horizon.
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