Luna was a little crescent moon. Every night, she loved to sparkle in the sky, lighting up the sleepy world below.

But one night, Luna looked down and gasped. Her sparkles were floating away like tiny fireflies in the wind.

“Oh dear,” she whispered. “Where are my sparkles going?”

The sky looked a little dim without them. Luna felt a bit sad.

She turned to the wise old stars and asked, “How do I get my sparkle back?”

The stars twinkled kindly and whispered, “Luna, your sparkle isn't just inside you. It shines when children dream happy dreams. When they feel joy, your light comes alive.”

Luna watched the world below. She saw little children snuggled in their beds, dreaming of fluffy clouds and playful puppies.

As their happy dreams floated up to the sky, Luna began to feel a tiny twinkle… then another… and then many more.

Soon, her beautiful, bright sparkle was back, shining brighter than ever!

Luna smiled. She was glowing again.