Each drop of water and grain of dust
contains a memory, if not many.
But combining the two means wonders
to a camper.
Dusty rain brings back the wettest camps
and memorable outings.
Wet sands reminds of forgotten trails
and dirty tents.
That scent revels soggy meals
and worthless wash lines.
But I wouldn't trade a single memory
no camp, trail, or meal.
I wouldn't take a sunny, green day
over those perfect, dusty storms.
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