the cool air, the wind
carrying
its rain down from the mountains.
we open the windows
and go out
to sit on the wide
porch, holding hands,
sipping
fresh lemonade.
so much time has slipped
by us,
and yet,
we still are amazed
at what the sky
brings forward.
the stripes of lighting,
the blue
cascade of open clouds
and rain.
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