Lily loved bedtime. Not just because it meant snuggling with her teddy bear, Barnaby, but because it meant her imagination could take flight.
Tonight, as she lay in her cozy bed, the moon shone brightly through her window. It painted the room in soft, silvery light.
Suddenly, Lily saw a tiny, glittering star fall from the sky. It landed softly on her bedside table.
It wasn't just any star. This one shimmered with the colors of a rainbow! Barnaby, ever the wise teddy bear, blinked slowly. 'A wishing star?' he murmured.
Lily smiled. She thought about all the things she could wish for: a fluffy cloud to sit on, a sparkly dress made of moonbeams, or maybe even a special visit from a friendly fairy.
She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. 'I wish for a good night's sleep,' she whispered.
As Lily drifted off to dreamland, she felt the softest touch on her cheek. It was a tiny, friendly bird, its feathers the color of the rainbow star. It chirped softly, a sweet lullaby.
The little bird fluttered around the room, singing gentle melodies until the sun peeked over the horizon.
Lily opened her eyes, feeling rested and ready for a new day. She thanked the bird, who was gone. And as the sun filled the room, she knew her wish had come true, not with magical gifts, but with a quiet peace and a wonderful night's sleep.
From that day on, Lily knew that good wishes and a grateful heart brought special joy, even in the quietest of nighttime adventures.
She cuddled Barnaby tight, content in her cozy bed, knowing that sleep was the perfect gift to bring a happy start to every new day.