A quick poem recognizing the moments of joy brought on by a passing summer storm.
The sudden rain washed away
The oppressive heat of the afternoon
And the gentle breeze
Wafting through the open window
Drove the stale air from the room.
I stretched my lungs full
With the freshness of it all
And closed my eyes to better hear
The rolls of summer thunder
Burying all other sounds.
As quickly as it had come
It continued on its way
The leaves on the trees grew still
And the heat of a summer afternoon
Gradually built again.
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