Drenched

There were fireflies,

on a wet summer night

cloudy, with a glint

of moonlight

peaking in surprise.

The thunder crashed,

the lightening sizzled in a fury that

drenched the dirt,

freshened the plants:

green again,

dripping with raindrops.

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