Oh how I hated to close the window!
FACE STORM
The Smell of rain
Through an opened window
The sound of thunder
Awakened her
at the beginning
week five
Of recovery.
The excitement of a
late summer storm
The sky turning gray green
the raindrops falling
down, straight down
Towels around the window
soaking something splendid
summer storm, found a small way
blessing way
fresh onto her face
On a Sunday morning
On the first Sunday
dreamed for week 5
Of recovery
Rain, the smell of rain
Awakened.
Laura Lee 
Needs so much work. Using my iPhone to actually do this, which is really tricky. Not much formatting or editing is available right now. But I wanted to get this done, the magical feeling of a storm coming in on your face.
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