Happy Cloud Stories

  The Rabbits' one job was simple, For they were who were in charge Of eating and keeping grass short When it was in danger of getting too large. Each animal in the old forest Would use their own expertise To keep it a nice place to live. This agreement worked well with ease. The Beavers made sure all the trees Never fell and hurt someone below. The Bears would plow walkable paths For the animals to walk in the snow. And the Rabbits, with their eating talents, Made sure all the grass stayed at bay. When it got too long and too full, Smaller animals could not find their way. But one day the others had noticed That the edge of the meadow grew tall. The Rabbits still ate the grass, But did not go near the edges at all. It was curious, thought the Raccoon. And days later, the area unmown Had grown to be even bigger! Deer and Squirrel had agreed when shown. They called together the council To discuss the issue at hand. The area where grass was uneaten Kept expanding to more of the land.

Hare woke up quite early But felt good and did declare "Today is going to be great! I can feel it in the air!" Autumn was setting in, Leaves falling to the ground. A brisk chill in the wind, "I should go walk around!" The sun just started rising, Shadows danced on forest floor. Though Hares can see quite well, Where he stepped he wasn't sure. A giant oak tree root Was hidden by fallen leaves. Before Hare could stop himself He tripped, scraping his knees. Hare sat for a short while, Tending to his abrasions. Still in the same good mood He'd not be saddened by one occasion. Hare heard his tummy grumble, He knew it was breakfast time. He came upon some berries, That were clearly in their prime. He had never seen such berries- Big and round and bright! "These will be so delicious!" He thought with much delight!   He put one in his mouth, Excited to devour. But quickly spit it out- It was tart and very sour. He tried one and two more, But each was just

As Winter was approaching Lizard felt chill in the air. Being so cold-blooded She needed to prepare. She wasn't like the mammals- Their body heat came from inside. Instead she was affected By the temperature outside. In Summer she stayed warm With the strong heat of the sun. But she would feel so cold Once the Autumn had begun. Every year she searched For a place to warm her bones. So into a hole she'd go Or find some sun-warmed stones. But Winter was so pretty- There was so much fun to do! She'd maybe learn to ski Or try out new snowshoes. The white blanket that covered All the land and all the trees Was beautiful and peaceful, Despite the low degrees. So this year would be different. She would try a brand new plan. She'd need to find a way To stay warm in the cold land. It was still mid-Autumn, She had time to plot her course And begin her search For a portable heat source. The first idea that came Was to carry a bright torch. She found an old matchstick, But her fing

  Walking along the steep sea cliff To see the lovely views, The Otter strolled a bit too close- His footing he did lose! He smelled the salty ocean air And flowers on the breeze. He listened to the sweet Bird songs And wind between the leaves. Watching Dolphins jump and play In ocean's foamy swells, He didn't see the dark tree root And over the side he fell. As he dropped down toward the waves, Per Gravity's laws, He saw a branch that stuck way out And grabbed it with his paws. He felt thankful for the chance That this branch did give. But also noted sadly That this was no way to live. As he hung over the cliffs He noted with a frown The new problem that he now faced Was how would he get down? "I've no clue how to live Drifting in winds and gales- What will I eat?  For way up here There are no Clams or Snails!" He swung there dangling in the wind, Regretting his clumsiness. He wished he had been more aware And avoided this whole mess. As time passed, as he ju

Octopus was excited! He sent the invitations. It was the old Squid's birthday- A cause for celebration! The party would be fun! Everybody was invited- Marlin, Whale and Cod- Squid would be delighted! And Squid had no idea It was a surprise party! With luck, all would come on time And no one would be tardy. Everybody was aware Not to tell their friend. Squid would be so happy Seeing everyone attend! The Shark and Crabs stopped talking When Squid swam close enough to hear. And the Clams?  Well they clammed up When the birthday boy came near. Everyone had understood, Of this secret, not to speak. Except the chatty Sole, Whose secret-keeping skills were weak. Sole had a good, kind heart, But could chatter on for days. He'd talk to everybody- Other Fish, Lobster and Rays. One day before the party, Something caught the flat Sole's eye. It was the well-loved Squid Who was swimming so close by. Now, Squid had no idea That a party had been planned. All those invited had agreed That