High up in the big blue sky lived a little cloud named Nimbus. He was soft and white, looking just like a fluffy cotton ball floating in the air.

All the other clouds loved to rain. They would go pitter-patter, making the flowers grow and filling up puddles for the little ducks.

Nimbus wanted to help too. He tried and tried, puffing himself up as big as he could, but not a single raindrop would fall from his fluff.

He watched the other clouds go drip-drop-drip and felt a little sad. 'Oh dear,' he sighed, as only a tiny puff of dry mist escaped his mouth.

Nimbus looked down at the garden. He wanted to help the thirsty flowers and make the grass look green and shiny, but he remained dry.

He wiggled and jiggled, shaking his fluffy body with all his might, hoping a tear would come. But he was just a dry, happy-looking cloud.

One sunny afternoon, a little girl named Lily was playing in her garden. She was running around with her favorite toy, enjoying the warmth.

Lily stopped playing and looked up at the sky. She spotted a very special cloud floating right above her garden. It was Nimbus!

"Hello, little cloud!" Lily called out with a big wave. "You look so bright and sunny today!" Nimbus couldn't believe his ears.

Nimbus felt a little shy but he puffed himself up even more. He wanted to look his very best for his new friend in the garden.

Lily giggled and clapped her hands. "You're like a big, soft pillow in the sky!" she shouted. Nimbus loved hearing those kind words.

Nimbus realized he couldn't rain, but he could be a beautiful, soft pillow for Lily. He didn't need to cry to be helpful.

He drifted gently across the sky, casting a cool, comforting shadow over Lily as she played in the warm sun. He was protecting her.

Nimbus saw how much Lily enjoyed the shade. Even though he couldn't cry, he could still bring happiness to the world below him.

That made Nimbus the happiest cloud in the whole wide sky. He floated peacefully, knowing that being himself was exactly enough.