Wyoming, My Home

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Oh Wyoming,
Your many faces never cease to amaze me
From the windswept plains
To the the craggy mountain tops
With names that beg repeating

Like the the Big Horns, the Tetons, the Winds

Although I was not raised as a baby
At your breast
I feel as though you are a mother to me still

Exploring the depth and breadth of you
By bicycle, by foot, and by car
I feel embraced and challenged
And sometimes rejected by you,
Wyoming

But always, always, you remind me
That the good things in life
Are worth the bruised flesh
And bruised ego

I am challenged to know you even more, Wyoming

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