The Whispering Willow's Sleepy Sparkle

Synopsis

Little Leo loved bedtime, but tonight, his sleepy eyes wouldn't close. He peeked out his window and saw the old willow tree in his garden twinkling with a soft, sleepy light. This wasn't an ordinary light; it was the sleepy sparkle, a magical dust that the willow tree shed only when it felt especially calm and peaceful. Leo tiptoed outside, the grass cool beneath his feet, and watched as tiny, glowing specks drifted down from the willow's branches, landing gently on the leaves and flowers, making them hum with a quiet, happy tune. The air smelled like moonbeams and lullabies. He reached out a finger, and a sparkle landed on it, feeling warm and tickly, making him yawn a big, happy yawn.