Once upon a twinkling night, a wind whispered tales so light. Wrapped in lullabies soft and sweet, it spoke of moments once discreet.
In the cradle of clouds, a wooden toy, forgotten by a girl, once brought her joy. The wind told tales of days gone past, where dreams like bubbles popped too fast.
Mice danced in the glow of moonbeam light, their paws soft whispers to the night. They scurried through leaves that told of ages, written like stories on faded pages.
Can you hear the whispers that time holds? Secrets of the gentle wind, yet untold.