There was a thunderstorm at my parents' house while we were visiting a few weeks ago. It's always neat to watch a thunderstorm on their front porch...especially when you're watching with your Jude-Buggy.
The storm reminded me of a "poem" I wrote about such an event in 6th grade. And of course I found it in my 6th grade "Book of Poems" in my basement when I returned home:
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| (Hello 1993 computer font and printer!) |
I can smell the rain from here!
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