Sunny was a sunbeam, but unlike his brothers and sisters who bounced and shone all day, Sunny was very sleepy. He loved to drift through the sky, snoozing behind fluffy clouds. The other sunbeams would race each other to the earth, making flowers open and puddles sparkle. But Sunny just liked to curl up and be cozy. One morning, he heard a tiny whisper from the world below. It was a little field of dandelions, their heads bowed low and sad. “We’re so tired,” they whispered. “The world is so busy and bright.”
Sunny felt a flutter of curiosity. He hadn’t known other things could feel tired too. He stretched out just a little bit, letting his soft, golden light touch the dandelions gently. His light wasn’t bright and hot; it was warm and gentle. It felt like a soft blanket. The dandelions slowly lifted their heads and smiled. They didn’t feel so tired anymore. They loved the quiet, peaceful light that Sunny shared. From that day on, Sunny knew his sleepy, gentle light was exactly what the world needed, proving that even a quiet rest can be a beautiful gift to others.
Now, it’s the end of story. Good night, child.
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