Flash Fiction #167 – A Water Puddle

One by one the hot sun dissolved

the little water puddle’s friends away.

Though the puddle had seen better days

with clearer waters, it did not want to leave the earth like them.

Being saturated with dirt was better than nonexistence.

But a puddle cannot resist the sun.

Bit by bit, the puddle evaporated.

It united with its friends in the sky

as one big cloud.

“This was my true nature all along,” the cloud thought.

But in the next moment, its bits fell from the sky

as rain and landed in the Atlantic Ocean.

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