Once upon a time, the moon appeared behind a fluffy cloud in a starry sky. It was round, loving, and brilliant. To help the children sleep, the moon sang a gentle lullaby each night.
A baby named Leo lay in a cozy crib below, all ready for bed.
“It’s time to sleep, my love,” Mama whispered, tucking him in gently.
The room was quiet. The lights were low. Then, the moon began to sing.
“Sleep, sweet baby, close your eyes.
The stars are twinkling in the skies.
Dreams will dance and float so high,
Carried by the moon’s soft lullaby.”
Leo looked up at the ceiling and blinked. He saw soft, glowing stars. He kicked his tiny feet and cooed. Mama smiled and rubbed his tummy.
“Shhh,” Mama whispered. “The moon is singing just for you.”
The breeze outside was light. The trees swayed slowly.
Through the curtains, the moon’s light shone like a warm embrace.
In Leo’s dream, he floated on a cloud. The moon smiled at him and said, “Come with me.”
So Leo flew higher and higher, riding the fluffiest cloud.
They passed glittering stars and sleepy owls. They waved at giggling comets and quiet butterflies made of stardust. Everything felt calm and soft.
“Hush now, sweetie, drift and sway,
Night has come to end your day.
The whole wide world is tucked in tight,
Wrapped in moonbeams, bathed in light.”
The moon led Leo to a star garden, where little lights blinked like lullabies.
There were cuddly bears sleeping under the stars and baby bunnies nestled in their cozy beds.
Leo yawned in his dream. The cloud rocked gently, like Mama’s arms.
Back in his crib, Leo turned his head and smiled. Mama kissed his forehead.
“The moon is watching,” she whispered. “Sleep tight, my star.”
And so, with the moon singing above and Mama nearby, Leo closed his eyes.
His breath slowed, his fingers curled, and his heart felt full.
“Sleep now, baby, soft and deep,
The moon will guard your peaceful sleep.
Till the sun begins to rise,
You’re safe beneath the nighttime skies.”
The stars twinkled. The moon smiled. And the world rested in quiet, gentle dreams.
From that night on, every time the moon appeared, Leo knew he had a friend in the sky—one who sang lullabies made of light and love.
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