
At bedtime, a small raincloud tapped on a cottage window. Tap, tap, tap. The garden below was thirsty, so the raincloud kept going.
The Raincloud Who Apologized to the WindowA raincloud thinks its tapping is keeping a child awake, but the child turns the rhythm into a soft bedtime song.
1. At bedtime, a small raincloud tapped on a cottage window. Tap, tap, tap. The garden below was thirsty, so the raincloud kept going.
2. Inside, a six-year-old child opened sleepy eyes. Tap, tap, tap went the window. The child pulled the green blanket up to the chin, but sleep stayed away.
3. The raincloud noticed the child still sitting up. Its raindrops sounded louder than it meant them to. The cloud lowered its eyes.
4. The raincloud whispered, “I am sorry.” It tucked its raindrops close and tried to be quiet. For a moment, the window heard nothing.
5. The child listened to the quiet. Then one raindrop slipped down. Tap. Another followed. Tap. The child smiled and heard a little beat.
6. The child gave the tapping a tune. “Tap, tap, little rain. Rest the flowers. Rest again.” The words were soft enough for the moon.
7. The raincloud followed the child’s song. Tap, tap, little rain. Soon the child’s breathing grew slow, and the room grew still.
8. By morning, the garden was bright and washed clean. The raincloud smiled at the window. Its tapping had become a song.
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