Snuggle up, close your eyes, let the stars whisper dreams...
Once upon a moonlit pond,
Sang a frog with voice so fond.
Jumping high, leap and dive,
In the night, the stars alive.
Dream of lily pads, soft and warm,
In the croak, there's calming charm.
Through the tree, the gentle breeze,
Telling tales of honeyed dreams.
Swirls of leaves, a dance so sweet,
Pat-pat-patter, of sleepy beat.
Listen close, the stories spin,
Innocence wrapped in wind's soft grin.
Stars above with twinkly eyes,
Guarding all the slumber pies.
Each pie holds a dream so bright,
Take a slice, and fly tonight.
Moon chef winks, his work divine,
Under galaxy's gentle sign.