A storm came through last night.
We have a great view
Storms slowly rolling in from the west
The sky darkens, distant rumblings
Finally the sky begins to light up
I love the sight of lightning
The long rumblings of thunder
The sky opens up to the rain that came pouring down
The storm builds and builds
Bright flashes of lightning
Quickly followed by a crack of thunder
The storm is upon us
It ebbs and flows as it builds and then dies
Only to build again
We fell asleep to the sound of a Michigan storm
We woke to a clean fresh world
I love the sound of a Michigan storm in summer.
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