Being Small

One morning, in a yard just like yours, a little fluffy cloud floated cheerfully up in the sky. His name was Tommy.  Tommy felt great floating this way and that with the wind. He watched the boys and girls play, the dog jump, and the lazy cat taking a nap. "This is great" Tommy said. "I'm so big I can see everything."

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