The Little Boat Looking for Its Harbor

There was once a very little paper boat that sailed slowly along a calm river. The sun had gone to sleep, and the sky was filling with tiny stars.

The little boat looked all around searching for its harbor, the cozy place where it always rested at night. But the river was long, and the little boat was feeling a bit sleepy.

"Don't worry," said a little twinkling star from the sky. "I'll show you the way." And it began to shine gently over the water.

The little boat followed the starlight's reflection, rocking gently with the little waves. Splash, splash, went the water, like a lullaby.

A little golden fish swam up and smiled at him: "You're almost there, little boat. Your harbor is just past those smooth rocks." And he kept him company for a while, swimming by his side.

Little by little, the river grew still and quiet. The moon peeked out, round and big, watching over the little boat's path with its silvery light.

At last, the little boat saw the warm, glowing lights of its harbor. It glided slowly, slowly, until it came to rest among the other little boats, all of them fast asleep.

The little star twinkled one more time, the moon smiled, and the little boat folded its sails like someone closing their eyes. And there, warm and cozy in its harbor, it fell fast asleep. The End. 🌙⛵