Today I remembered that some time ago, my daughter could not fall asleep and she asked me to tell her a fairy tale. At that moment... as usualy, however, there was nothing in my mind, except MJ ))
...ummmm.... It's too late here, you know ....)))) So ... my bedtime story for all of you, my friends))) don't judge me strictly, it's just a story that came to my mind at that moment))
You it`s me ...
Once there lived a little boy. He had many brothers and sisters, but he always wanted to find a true friend to do all things together: to share secrets, to dream, just to play games. The boy was very talented. He used to work a lot since his childhood. He almost had no time for the games. Besides, he was a tireless dreamer. He was mesmerized by the books adventures. He imagined that he was that brave guy, who fought with pirates and dragons, who was a true friend to the fairies and understood the language of birds and animals, who traveled to far away countries and kept the whole world in safe.
At night, when everybody was sleeping he used to look at the stars and the moon. They were his friends. It seemed to him that he could hear the moon’s voice and the whisper of the stars. One summer night he was lying under the tree and listening to the stars. He fell asleep. A tall , pale man with kind eyes appeared in front of him. The man approached the boy, sat down beside him and took a look into the sky:
- I enjoy watching the stars too. They are so beautiful. Hello, kid.
- Who are you? - asked the boy .- And why...It seems to me that I know you?
-That's just because you know me - smiled the stranger - Actually, I know you too. And much more better than you know me ... I can tell you which book is under your pillow, I know about your dreams and what do you want for your birthday this year ... I know a lot about you.
-But .... How it can be? - wondered the boy - Explain it to me!
- There are things, my friend, that can not be explained , you will understand it, I`m sure. You are the one I always remember. You're the one who gives me an opportunity to go ahead and believe that everything in this world is possible. And the fact that there is a place where we can just sit under the tree and talk - that`s so great. We`re just lucky.
This place - our dreams. Only here we can meet each other.
-I really do not understand .... But I love talking to you. You know so much about me. I`d like to know who you are, I think ... I'm not sure, but ... .. can you tell me, will I see you again? - asked the boy.
-Of course, we’ll meet, we are together for ever. Because you ...it`s me.
-But you are not like me! You're different, your skin is lighter than mine .... though, your eyes ... I ...
The man smiled sadly: -The main thing it is not what we see outside. Do you agree with me? More important what is there inside us, in our hearts. I'm happy we are friends now. See you,my friend . And remember...
I'm always with you...
That's all, my friends
sweet dreams to everyone