The Sleepy Cloud's Dream

High above, amongst the stars, A fluffy cloud, with cotton spars, Could not sleep, not even a wink, He tossed and turned, a cloudy clink!

The Sleepy Moon, a silver gleam, Saw Fluffy Cloud’s restless dream. He hummed a tune, so soft and low, A lullaby for clouds to know.

"Hush now, cloud, don't you fret, Let gentle breezes dry your sweat. Close your eyes, and drift away, To fields of stars where dreams hold sway."

The Moon sang on, a gentle croon, Beneath the starry, silent moon. Fluffy Cloud began to doze, As sleepy winds softly rose.

He dreamt of rivers, wide and deep, And flowers thirsty for a peep, Of gentle rain, a silver shower, To wake the plants at morning hour.

Dreaming sweet rain, all night! He emptied out, a gentle plight, Then filled back up, to dream again Till morning sun peeked, now and then.