Stormy

This morning’s rain brought 

rivers and lakes,

changing this landscape 

of concrete and asphalt, 

slicked and soaked.

Gloomy weather,

the smell of ozone,

grey clouds that mask

the sun, to me are things

that bring joy, and calm

understanding.
To my three-year-old daughter,

it means unbridled elation

as she jumps as hard as she can

into the puddle 

I could not avoid.

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