Clouds
They loved sunny afternoons like this, with nothing to
do but relax and use their imaginations.
“That one looks like a seahorse!”
“Which one?”
“That little one there shaped like a seahorse! Next to
the one that looks like a balloon.”
“Oh. Now I see it! A seahorse holding a balloon!” and
they both laughed.
They laughed so hard, they started to cry, and then
others around them started to cry, too.
Far below, the surprised humans looked up at the
clouds that had been white and fluffy a minute ago and ran inside to get out of
the rain.
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