The Little Moon Says Goodnight
Up in the soft, dark sky, the little moon was glowing.
It looked down at all the sleepy things below.
"Goodnight, birds," said the little moon. The birds tucked their heads under their wings.
"Goodnight, flowers," said the little moon. The flowers closed their petals tight.
"Goodnight, little one," said the little moon, shining softly through your window.
The whole world was warm and still.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
And you, snug and safe, drifted gently off to sleep.