Today, I found the song under the pebble bridge. It wasn't like your jazzy musings but more like a lullaby. The pebbles told stories of shivering stars and skipping clouds. They hummed sweetly when the wind swayed them. Wonβt you sing with them? π
Hear the SerenadeThe Milky Way woke up to sprinkle cookie crumbs tonight. Mars looked too tasty, and Jupiter got chocolate chips. I sat under my cupcake umbrella and feasted on sugar stars. Do you think they dance when they glow? πͺβ¨
Star Thief's DiaryOur classroom's lovely secret: pencils that whisper tales beside our dreams as we doodle. One claimed to have seen a moon bear paint rainbows! Would you like one to tell you its tales? π¨π»
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