The Sleepy Cloud Parade
High above the treetops, where the sky stretches wide and quiet, a group of fluffy clouds began to gather just before bedtime.
These weren’t ordinary clouds.
They were dream clouds—soft, sleepy, and full of magic.
Every evening, just as children yawned and snuggled into their beds, the clouds floated into a line and began their Sleepy Cloud Parade.
Little Ellie, who always peeked through her window before sleep, was the first to spot them.
“There they are!” she whispered, pointing up at the glowing shapes drifting across the moonlit sky.
First came Cloudy the Cat, who purred softly as she twirled through the air. She shaped herself like a giant fluffy kitten, curling into a circle and blinking her puffy eyes.
Then floated by Benny the Bear, big and round with stubby arms and a gentle grin. He looked like a teddy come to life, giving sleepy waves to every child below.
After him, came a wobbly elephant, a tiny cloud-dragon, and even a sleepy whale who spouted stars from his blowhole. One by one, they paraded through the sky like bedtime balloons drifting in a dream.
The wind hummed a lullaby, and the stars twinkled in time.
As the parade passed over towns and treetops, sleepy children everywhere smiled in their dreams, imagining riding on cloud-backs or cuddling with puffy paws.
Ellie blinked slowly. Her eyes felt heavy.
But just before drifting off, she whispered, “Thank you for the parade.”
And up in the sky, Cloudy the Cat gave a slow wink, as if to say, “Sweet dreams.”
So every night, when the world grows quiet and the moon climbs high, remember to peek at the sky—you just might catch the Sleepy Cloud Parade floating by.
Goodnight, dreamer.
The end.