Up in the sky lived a cloud named Nimbus who was feeling very grumpy. He was so full of water that he felt heavy and gray. "I don't want to be so full," he grumbled to himself, blocking the warm sun.
Below him, in a quiet meadow, a little flower drooped its head. "Oh, I am so thirsty," it sighed. Nimbus heard the tiny voice and felt a strange new feeling. He floated over the flower and decided to let just a little bit of his water go.
Plink. Plonk. Plink. Gentle raindrops fell onto the flower, which lifted its head and smiled. Seeing the flower so happy made Nimbus feel light and joyful. He wasn't a grumpy cloud anymore; he was a rain cloud, and he loved making the world beautiful.