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AprilDawn May 2014
early morning skies
pour cooling spring rains
thunder rumbles and grumbles
I am not yet asleep
   from last night's late endeavors
lightening streaks through
the window shades
keeps my eyes too well lit
steady torrents make wells of mud
all the places our pups  love to lie in
today  will be
   a wet  dog smell  kind of  day.
Storms use to lull me to sleep.Not so much anymore...
written May 2014

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