The Wish Takes Flight

Tiny white seeds lifted into the air like little dream boats, floating through the twilight sky.

Pip watched them dance and swirl, carried by the wind’s gentle hum.

He imagined where they might go, over hills and rivers, through forests and fields, into bedrooms of children tucked in tight.

Each seed, a sleepy wish.
Each one, a soft dream looking for a place to land. Pip lay down in the grass and yawned a happy yawn.

Back to the Meadow

When Pip awoke, the stars were still peeking out from the deep blue sky, and the wind hummed a lullaby just for him.

The dandelion was gone, but the feeling of his wish remained, a quiet glow in his chest.

He snuggled into the grass, feeling warm and light, like a dream still blowing gently through the air. And with a soft sigh, Pip drifted back into sleep, wrapped in the magic of a single wish.

A Gentle Thought for Bedtime

When you see a dandelion, close your eyes and blow your dreams into the sky.
Let them float, soft and slow, on the breeze of night. Even the smallest wish can carry you gently into sweet, peaceful dreams.

Goodnight, little dreamer.

The End !