Hannah wouldn’t go to sleep. Her mum
and dad rocked her, gave her a bottle, and sang her lullabies, but she lay
with her eyes wide open.
Mum picked her up and stood at the
window. She cuddled her in a warm pink blanket. The stars were twinkling
in the midnight sky. "Stars in the sky, how can we get Hannah to fall
asleep?" Mum yawned.
One star fell across the heavens,
leaving a glittering trail behind it. "Ask the moon," it whispered.
Mum looked at the moon. It shone its
pale light down on her face. "Moon, how can we get Hannah to go to sleep?"
she yawned again.
The moon fell from the sky and
floated above the treetops. "Let me have her. I’ll rock her to sleep."
Hannah’s Mum put the crying baby in the moon’s gentle arms. It flew back
up to join the stars. They blew stardust in her eyes while the moon rocked
back and forth. Hannah started to yawn, curled up, and fell asleep. When
the moon was sure she wouldn’t wake up, he fell from the sky. "Take her.
She’ll sleep all night." He kissed Hannah’s forehead and handed her back
to her mum. She put the baby back in her crib. She covered her with her
soft pink blanket as the moon flew back to the heavens.
Every night the moon came and took
Hannah with him and rocked her to sleep. If you ever look up at it, you
can see the moon smiling.