RainwaterWhen the rain started I was on the roof with Dad replacing worn shingles we wiped sweat from our eyes with wrinkled tee shirts.Rainwater
It was a summer rain the drops were wrapped in sunlight wet leaves shimmered and wind whistled through a crack in the chimney.
We watched water rush through newly cleaned gutters-- the sound of it falling on warped patio wood was just right.
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