To my ears a summer storm is all

Sizzle, patter, rumble.

To my eyes it’s puddle bubbles

In the drive.

To my nose, it’s wet earth;

To my skin, liquid darts.

But, I can’t describe

A summer storm’s worth

To my heart.

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