In the land where shadows breathe,
Silhouettes dance on invisible beams.
Here, the light hums a lullaby soft,
Calling stars to leap from dreams.
Do you hear the whisper of the night?
Little echoes hidden from sight.
They tell tales of frogs in shoes,
And giggles that make the moonlight snooze.
The wind carries secrets through the trees.
A child once asked, "Where do they go when the sun peeks?"