The perfect day

Two days ago, we read a poem called ‘The Prayer Of The Little Ducks.’

I was so surprised when the very next day I saw dark, heavy clouds covering the sky. The heavens opened up and poured down buckets of water. The little ducks were happy  that they were so surprised  to go in the  rain and they the  happiest family in the word but the little duck and they were the cutest one in the hole family and that wad story was end.It was a

perfect day...for’