It's nighttime on the prairie,
And the moon is rising like a glowing lantern.
Somewhere near the edge of a soft,
Quiet meadow,
A little bunny is hopping out of her burrow.
That bunny is your friend.
She's got a basket full of tiny seeds,
Just right for planting by the moonlight.
Would you like to help her?
Let's tiptoe into her garden.
Each seed she plants is so special.
One is for courage.
One is for joy.
One is for kindness.
And one is for dreams that grow while you sleep.
You help her dig small holes with your fingers.
You place each tiny seed inside with care.
And you pat the soil gently,
Like tucking in a baby.
The moon watches from above.
The stars sparkle with encouragement,
And the prairie sighs a soft,
Happy breeze.
You and bunny sit quietly,
Watching the garden glow.
It's not time to bloom quite yet,
That comes later.
Right now,
It's time to rest,
Just like the seeds.
So,
Lie back in the soft grass,
Next to your friend.
Let your heart feel full and peaceful,
The moon,
The seeds,
The bunny,
All are watching you tonight.
Sweet sleeps.