Who Couldn’t Rain artsy.gwyn
sky, live a little cloud named Nimbus. He was white and fluff, like a soft cotton ball. H
knew how to make rain. Pitterpatter, pitter-patter, went their big, splashy drops.
cheeks and squeeze with all his might! But not a single drop would fall.
can’t I make rain like everyone else?” He felt very sad and floated away all by himself.
and tall, leafy trees. The world below was full of wonderful things to see.
this little flower wasn't standing up tall and bright. It was droopy and wilted.
closer to the little flower. "What's wrong?" he whispered in his softest cloud voice.
was Dewdrop, looked up. "I'm so thirsty," she said in a tiny, quiet voice. "I need just a little bit of rain."
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