Driving in the sun with my daughter singing loud,
Up in the blue sky floats a low grey cloud.
"Go away you villain, you're not wanted here!"
"I'm sorry", said the cloud forced not to tear.
Others look up to see the commotion,
"I'm not a villain but a cloud in motion"
"It's not with you an audience I seek."
The grey cloud grumbled, desperate and meek.
"For what am I if my water's don't break?"
"You'll be nothing" I said, "An impersonator, a fake"
"Go!" I said, "Be grey, proud and have no fear!"
"Yes GO!" said the crowd with a clap and a cheer.
The cloud held it's own and began to float away,
Happy with itself on this hot dry day.
Driving with my daughter down a mid summer's lane,
That little grey cloud had it's 15 minutes of fame...

Virtually a true story, we saw a low flying grey cloud which seemed to be lost, almost searching for somewhere to drop its water. I wanted to convey a hero rather than a villain who would usually sought to spoil summer, only this time it moved on and saved the day.