Little bear is feeling sleepy, sleepy now. His eyes feel heavy, soft and slow.
The sun has gone to rest, way down low. Little stars begin to shine, a gentle, quiet glow. One little star, then two, then three, a soft, warm show.
Little bear snuggles deep in his bed, just so. Warm and cozy, from head to toe. He pulls his blanket up, soft and slow.
He closes his eyes, so gentle, so slow. Breathe in, breathe out, a soft, quiet flow. Drifting, dreaming, to a sleepy, happy glow.