Sensory & sleep 11 min read
The little lamp lived on a windowsill. It was not the brightest lamp, but it was the warmest.
Each night, it watched the moon and whispered, 'You are not alone.' And the room agreed.
And so do we.
A gentle read-aloud about being small and bright.
The little lamp lived on a windowsill. It was not the brightest lamp, but it was the warmest.
Each night, it watched the moon and whispered, 'You are not alone.' And the room agreed.
And so do we.