Wyoming Winds

Wyoming Winds will Blow the Blades,
Might call them Wyoming Trades.
Cooling down the Summer’s Heat,
Colder yet at Winter’s Feet.

Clear and Fresh this Crispy Air,
No Where Else can it Compare.
Raw and True – Unchanged by Man,
High Country like it Began.

Life will Come and Life will Go,
Remaining Up until Below.
Time when I’m not Breathing Air,
Wyoming Winds will Still be There.