🌙 Little Miss Muffet’s Gentle Night
Little Miss Muffet sat cozy and still,
On a soft little chair by a moonlit hill.
She hummed a tune, quiet and sweet,
Enjoying her snack and the night’s slow beat.
A tiny spider came tip-toe near,
Moving softly, without a fear.
Miss Muffet smiled and stayed just so,
Watching the spider’s gentle go.
“No need to hurry, little friend,”
She whispered kindly till the night would bend.
The spider paused, then settled to rest,
Feeling safe, feeling warm, feeling blessed.
Stars leaned closer, the moon shone bright,
Wrapping them both in silver light.
Friendship rested, calm and small,
As sleepy dreams began to fall.
🌙 Goodnight chair, goodnight moon,
✨ Dreams will find you very soon.
