Wyoming Girls

We may be seen as rough-cut gems,

Some appear to be lustrous pearls,

But all are set in solid gold

Because we are Wyoming girls.

Some of us were mined right here

Some arrived by road or rail

To find a rugged atmosphere,

Spartan glamor on the trail.

Undaunted by earth's shadows,

We reflect the perfect Light,

Which dries the tears, warms the heart,

Brightens like stars, darkest night.

No matter our cut or design,

Our reflected light gently swirls,

softening roughened edges, 

For we are Wyoming girls.