Once upon a time, in a land where the sky kissed the sea,
There lived tiny clouds that had stories to tell.
They floated above the little houses, drifting softly,
Bringing messages from the stars and beyond the hills.
"Do you hear them?" asked the breeze, with a voice of a gentle song.
"They speak of laughter hidden in the valleys,
And dances of raindrops that play on the leaves."
The children below looked up, their eyes wide with wonder.
They imagined the clouds as fluffy white sheep,
Each carrying dreams woven from threads of silence.
And so, the whispers of the clouds continued,
A tapestry of stories that twinkled with the stars.
In a place where the sun painted the sky,
The secrets of the clouds were treasures of the heart.