The whimsical charm of rhyming bedtime stories for preschoolers.
Tucked beneath my quilted spread,
Stories dancing in my head,
I hear the patter of the rain,
As evening weaves its sweet refrain.

The fog rolls in on kitten feet,
Making all the world complete,
With silver whispers soft and low,
As dream-time starts its gentle flow.

Gentle rain drops tip-tap dance,
In silver shoes that shine and glance,
While puddles mirror starlit skies,
Where paper boats like dreams float by.

A merry band of prancing toads,
Hops along their mushroom roads,
Each wearing spotted umbrellas bright,
To share on this soft rainy night.

A porcupine in pearls so fine,
Serves mint tea right on time,
To sleepy moths who float around,
Their wings like whispered silent sound.

A family of raccoons parade
Past flowers in the evening shade,
All wearing masks of different hues,
And tiny, shimmering dancing shoes.

The morning dew drops wear small crowns,
Sparkling on their grassy gowns,
As sunrise peeks through sleepy trees,
Painting gold on every breeze.

The rising sun in running shoes,
Jogs through to chase away the blues,
While sleepy stars in pajamas white,
Wave goodbye and dim their light.

As daylight whispers "time to rise,"
I rub the starlight from my eyes,
But keep the magic tucked away,
To dream again another day.
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