“I’m not tired,” Leo said. His room was still buzzing inside his head. He hugged his mango, soft and bright: “I still want to play tonight.”
The mango plush felt warm in his hand, as if it somehow seemed to understand. As he held it close, the air felt new, and a magic doorway softly grew.
“I’ll find an animal,” Leo said with cheer, “one that stays awake all night. I’m sure of it, just here!”
“A monkey!” said Leo, laughing loudly. “He must stay up all night, jumping around!” The monkey swung once, then slowed his pace, and a sleepy yawn crossed his face.
“I played all day,” the monkey said, “now night is for rest, and dreams in my head.” Leo blinked. “Hmm... maybe not you. I’ll keep on looking. I know what to do!”
Tall grass glowed in the fading light. “Lions!” said Leo, excited and bright. The baby lion stretched, then lay. “I grow strong when I sleep at night, close to my family, safe and tight.”
Snow fell gently, soft and light. A polar bear slept in a cozy round, wrapped in silence, safe and sound.
“You too?” Leo asked, voice low. The bear breathed deep: “The cold stays out when I rest deep. Look how late it is, it’s time to sleep.”
Leo hugged his mango, snug and tight. His eyes felt soft, his thoughts less bright.
“Maybe staying up can wait,” he said, as sleepy dreams filled his head. “Even animals go to bed, so they don’t grow tired, but strong instead.”
Leo closed his eyes, mango held tight. Goodnight!
“I’m not tired,” Leo said. Her room was still buzzing inside her head. She hugged her mango, soft and bright: “I still want to play tonight.”
The mango plush felt warm in her hand, as if it somehow seemed to understand. As she held it close, the air felt new, and a magic doorway softly grew.
“I’ll find an animal,” Leo said with cheer, “one that stays awake all night. I’m sure of it, just here!”
“A monkey!” said Leo, laughing loudly. “He must stay up all night, jumping around!” The monkey swung once, then slowed his pace, and a sleepy yawn crossed his face.
“I played all day,” the monkey said, “now night is for rest, and dreams in my head.” Leo blinked. “Hmm... maybe not you. I’ll keep on looking. I know what to do!”
Tall grass glowed in the fading light. “Lions!” said Leo, excited and bright. The baby lion stretched, then lay. “I grow strong when I sleep at night, close to my family, safe and tight.”
Snow fell gently, soft and light. A polar bear slept in a cozy round, wrapped in silence, safe and sound.
“You too?” Leo asked, voice low. The bear breathed deep: “The cold stays out when I rest deep. Look how late it is, it’s time to sleep.”
Leo hugged her mango, snug and tight. Her eyes felt soft, her thoughts less bright.
“Maybe staying up can wait,” she said, as sleepy dreams filled her head. “Even animals go to bed, so they don’t grow tired, but strong instead.”
Leo closed her eyes, mango held tight. Goodnight!