Riding Through The Desert Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Riding Through The Desert



Love cowboy songs, thinking of a man in a ten gallon
cowboy hat, playing guitar, singing energetically in
the desert.

Nothing better to do, resting and sitting back in the
saddle, riding all day through an arid desert, sun
shining down all day long.

Landscapes and scenery painting a beautiful picture of
the wonder and beauty of riding through the desert, a
great way to become part of this country-western city
in Phoenix, Arizona.

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