The moon peeked over the hills, painting the sky in soft shades of lavender and rose. Little Lily snuggled into her bed, a cozy blanket wrapped around her like a warm hug.
Her tummy rumbled a little, a tiny sound lost in the quiet of the night. Lily closed her eyes, and took a deep breath in through her nose, and slowly let it out through her mouth.
She imagined a gentle breeze rustling through tall, swaying trees. The leaves whispered secrets to each other, soft and soothing. Lily felt her body becoming heavy, like warm sand sinking into the ocean.
She pictured a happy little cloud floating high above the world. The cloud was fluffy and white, drifting gently on the soft currents of the air. Lily watched it for a moment, feeling her worries drift away with it like dandelion seeds.
Now, Lily focused on her toes. She felt them warm and comfy in her socks. She felt her feet, her legs, her tummy, her chest, and her arms, all snuggled into her bed.
She felt the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she breathed in and out. Each breath was a little balloon, rising and falling, carrying her into a peaceful slumber.
Lily imagined a beautiful flower growing inside her heart. It was a tiny bud, tightly closed, but as Lily breathed, it slowly unfurled, revealing soft, sweet petals that filled her with calm and peace. She smiled.
The flower grew bigger with every breath, a beacon of light and tranquility within her heart. With this peace, Lily felt a sense of deep relaxation filling her whole body. Her mind was quiet, and her body felt at rest. She felt the soft sheets as they hugged her. Her eyelids grew heavy, and soon, the lovely flower and the soft whisper of the breeze carried her into a peaceful sleep.
Lily dreamt of soft clouds, whispering leaves, and blooming flowers. The quiet of the night embraced her warmly and gently, guiding her into a peaceful sleep. Goodnight, Lily.