Once upon a moonlit night,
High above, just out of sight,
Lived the fluffy Giggle Clouds
Soft and sweet in floating crowds.
They giggled here and giggled there,
Drifting gently in the air.
A gentle breeze began to blow,
Bringing stories from below.
One special cloud, named Snicker-Sway,
Felt a tickle in its way.
“Who’s that whispering so low?”
Asked Snicker-Sway, all aglow.
“It’s me,” the Whispering Wind replied,
In breezy tones both calm and kind.
“I carry secrets for the sky,
In whispers small, they glide and fly.”
The Giggle Clouds let out a cheer,
Inviting breezy whispers near.
They love the rustle of the night,
Where laughter’s gentle, warm, and bright.
“Come,” the Whispering Wind did say,
“Let’s share our dreams in a gentle way.
I’ll sing you tales of Earth below,
Of star-lit meadows where flowers glow.”
The clouds all giggled “Ha! Ha! Hee!”
As the wind told tales with glee.
They heard of trees that dance at night,
Of rivers shimmering silver-white.
Then Snicker-Sway, in a voice so light,
Spoke up: “Wind, what a lovely sight!
Your whispers fill our hearts with song,
And with your stories, we belong.”
Together, clouds and wind flew far,
Past the twinkling, laughing star.
They soared above the sleeping land,
Sprinkling giggles, oh so grand.
Each Giggle Cloud wore a sunny smile,
While the wind’s sweet hush kept them beguiled.
Before the dawn, they tucked away,
Promising laughter for the next day.
So when you dream tonight, my child,
Think of clouds and breezes mild.
Around the moon they softly play,
And share their secrets on the way.
They’ll fill your rest with gentle cheer,
Singing lullabies soft and clear.
Let the giggles help you sleep,
In your dreams, their laughter keep.
Goodnight, sweet child, let stories spin,
As you drift with the clouds and Whispering Wind.