Happy Cloud Stories

The Chickens always chatted All day in the coop. They had the latest info. They knew the hottest scoops. The Geese would sometimes join To hear the latest tales, Along with all the Roosters, Ducks, Turkeys and Quails. The Chickens were, no doubt, The farm's most popular. They ruled all of the acres, Living the life of stars. The Pig and Sheep were jealous. The Goat, he felt it too. They wanted all the fame That the Chickens knew. So Pig said they should try To become the new elite. The Goat and Sheep agreed With a "Maa" and a big bleat. He'd go undercover After learning how they spoke. He'd learn their native tongue And all their inside jokes. Pig would learn their secrets, Know all that they had said. And in no time at all They'd rule the whole farmstead! He'd work with his best friends To sneak into the coop. Then he'd quietly Infiltrate the group! Night and day they listened, And practiced how to speak By watching all their gestures And looking at t

  On the plains of Africa, Some wild Dogs did roam. They were a close knit pack, And had a happy home. There were a few young Pups That had a wild streak. Easily distracted When their elder tried to speak. As the oldest Dog, It was his job to teach the pack. How to work together, How to hunt and how to track. But as he would begin, The Pups would hear a noise, Or see something in the distance, And off would run the boys. Old Dog began to think On how to make them stay And pay better attention And not run off to play. "I must be interesting, Make it fun for them to learn. I must amuse AND teach For their attention to return." Off for a walk he went And in the distance, saw some Gnus. One was teaching his own youngsters, Who were observant and amused! Old Dog was so impressed How the Gnu made learning fun. All the Calves were fascinated- Each and every one! When the lesson finished, Old Dog approached the Gnu- "You're the best teacher I've seen- Can you teach me to

  "Ok, ok, are we all here? Welcome to our meeting. I guess we can get started Now we finished with that greeting." Elephant Seal cleared his throat, Addressing the Town Hall. Their community was very close, Although it was quite small. Many of the inhabitants Learned together they must stick In order to build happy lives In the cold and vast Arctic. They opened up by counting heads And seeing who was there. Harp Seal, Walrus, Arctic Fox, Reindeer and Polar Bear. Elephant Seal began to speak, But quickly was disrupted. The Hare had raised her little paw, And gently interrupted. "Excuse me, Sir, I am sorry For cutting in this way. But I note Puffin's not here- Did you see him today?" Elephant Seal looked around, And whisperings were heard. Each was asking their neighbor, "Have you seen the Bird?" "We should go check up on him, He had planned to attend. We must know why he is not here And look after our friend." Out of the Hall they filed out,

I’ve fallen down the rabbit hole  With "Alice in Wonderland". I've felt myself disappear Into Wells’ "The Invisible Man". I became quite caught up Within dear "Charlotte’s Web". "A Tale of Two Cities" was so good, I nearly lost my head. I remember being swept away By "The Old Man and the Sea". Amy Tan’s "The Joy Luck Club" I quickly read with glee. I had a great whale of a time With the tale of "Moby Dick". I spent hours trying to understand What made "The Time Machine" tick. I devoured "Breakfast at Tiffany's" By Truman Capote, And thoroughly enjoyed the ride I took with "Don Quixote". The epic book "Gone With the Wind" Totally blew me away. "The Never Ending Story", I finished without delay. Transported by "Murder On the Orient Express", I also admit I'm biased towards "Pride and Prejudice". When I read "Catcher in the Rye"

  What do I do?  I'm not sure. I must sit here like stone. What if someone comes to the door? Or calls me on the phone? I'm hungry but I cannot eat. I cannot reach the snacks. I feel like I'm glued to this seat, But oh!  My aching back! At once, without warning, I found I couldn't move. Stuck like this all morning, My position won't improve. I wish I had a book to read, Something to pass the day. What about my own needs? Don't I get a say? Now it is well past noon. I must get my work completed. I have a meeting very soon, But I'm stuck where I am seated. My leg's asleep down to the bone. I'd love a little nap. But your time is not your own When your Cat sleeps on your lap.

The Big Cat stalked silent, on his tip toe- His long tail was moving, twitching to and fro. He watched Gazelle as she ate and she grazed, Under the sun as it baked and it blazed. Closer he got, parting the grass, Knowing in a chase, he could surpass. Suddenly Gazelle felt Cheetah's eyes, And to his presence, she became wise. She shouted out, "I know you're there!" And then with caution and with great care, She watched wary as Cheetah appeared, And stepped back slowly as he calmly neared. "Hello, my dear.  Please come with me. Let's make this as easy as it can be. We both know that you can run fast, But I am faster and you'll be surpassed." "I don't think that's fair," said the Gazelle- "You're so swift, can I compel You to a game of our wits instead? And if I lose...", the rest went unsaid. Intrigued the Cat said, "Do tell me more." Such a rare offer he wanted to explore. Gazelle then smiled and made it clear

It has been a month, it has been non-stop.  You may think my story is over the top. This poltergeist that lived in my room Had filled me with fear and filled me with doom. It started when I came home from school One day in the Fall, the air turning cool. Inside more then, I noticed the change- Things moving around, which I thought  quite strange. First, items would be in one place, then another. I thought that maybe it had been my brother. He denied any participation, Which only increased my feelings of frustration. Then books began to fall on the floor. I would see shadows at the closet door. Rattling chains, and moans filled the space. At night I'd pull covers up over my face. The toys in my room would circle and spin. Then they'd fall down, causing a loud din. Mom would yell out, "Stop all that noise!" But it wasn't me throwing the toys. I tried to explain, it was the ghost and not me! But she didn't believe, she refused to see. I finally decided, rather th

People seem to admire Vampires, But they've no idea what it requires. Flying as bats?  Eternal life? Yes, but you're not accounting for strife. Italian food, yes?  You love it so? For Vampires, that cuisine's a no-no. A nice bolognese, meaty and thick? Not when it comes with fresh garlic! We get stressed too, and we need a break! It's hard dodging things that can be used as a stake! But no restful beach with oceans to splash. Not when the sun can turn you to ash. And how can I know if my cape is on straight? Or if I look tired, unkempt or look great? How do you tell if you're a mess or perfection When, in a mirror, you have no reflection? And yes, it is cool to walk on the ceiling. I must admit it's a really cool feeling. But it is a chore when your wife expects, Out of the corners, you to clear all insects. "But you can turn into a bat, and fly far away! Soaring the skies!  That's cool!" do you say? Yes it is nice to float on the breeze, But you m