TO CATCH A CLOUD

I spy a cloud go floating by. ‘Where do you go, Cloud, so high?’ ‘To the sea,’ she sings, ‘where the wild gulls fly.’ ‘Then catch me if you can,’ I cry. We race each other to the sea. ‘Can't catch me, Cloud! Can't catch me!’ A boy and a dog follow a cloud out to sea. But as the weather worsens, they rely on the whales and waves to bear them home.