Clouds

As the clouds run across the sky, the little girl across the street follows. You are white when you're happy and grey when you're mad, you're as fluffy as a poodle and as soft as a pillow. You show me butterflies and unicorns as the clouds float down the sky. You look down at me and *!*BOOM CRASH*!*

Thunder and lightning, I run inside and cuddle my teddies. Don't worry, I say to my dog as he starts to bark at the window. I run over to see that the sun is shining again. I go outside and lay on the grass looking at the beautiful bright white clouds.

It is hot, the sky is blue, a little cloud comes looking for you, more clouds come and bring the rain, you sing and dance and it's sunny again.