He dropped like a stone through the dark starry sky,
And as he leaned back, he started to slip!
But with the arrival of a new little chick, bedtime seems far away.
To piece him together and help make amends.
André Dahan is an international award-winning painter, illustrator, and author of several children’s books.
André Dahan
Not a single, sole one!
The moon tiptoed back into the dark night,
And carried him high up, high up in the air.
Together they found each little moon part,
With its enchanting imagery and adorable, rhythmic text, Goodnight Little Moon continues André Dahan’s grand tradition of irresistible bedtime stories.
When the moon saw they both were at rest,
‘Til there wasn’t a chirp or one little cheep.
But soon the moon had a very great thirst,
Now, the little birds must help piece the moon together and get him safely to bed.
But soon a Humpty Dumpty mishap ends their games.
And mended him up with love and with heart.
High up above, in the blue starry sky.
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A perfect lullaby for the young and young at heart alike.
Dahan perfectly blends vivid imagination with the warmth of true friendship. In bold and bewitching color, Dahan captures the magic of this unlikely friendship with tenderness, warmth, and wit.
The moon read two birds a soft lullaby.
But later that eve, the little moon heard,
Before he could grab on, before he could blink!
And wanted to have a little drink first.
And as the moon drifted so softly to sleep,
Why, they weren’t asleep.
High up above in the blue starry sky,
And before his new friends could count up to three,
And as he crept to the nest for a peak,
The three little birds flew down to the ground,
André Dahan speaks tenderness and friendship, while giving rise to a smile when least expected. Dahan lives in Paris with his wife and daughter.
And climbed in the nest for a little bird game.
So the three little birds called out for some help!
Soon one by one they drifted to sleep,
The moon fell right back, right out of the tree!
And filled it with milk for the four to share.
And the three little birds heard a great “Craaaack!”
But the moon hit the hard earth right on his back,
The three baby birds found a bottle to spare,
Now the little moon was so glad that he came,
The moon and his three little friends laugh and play throughout the night.
He heard a sweet chirping, a soft little cheep.
To keep his sweet chicks safely in sight.
One piece flew left and the other flew right,
For the three little birds read a sweet lullaby,
The three little birds flew back to their nest,
But the moon was so thirsty he took a big sip,
And soon from the sky came all their fine friends,
He took his big book and covered their nest.
Gently they held him and lifted with care,
The twitter and chirp of a newbaby bird.
And the little birds hoped he knew how to fly.
They were laughing and playing and having such fun.
He stumbled and tumbled right over the brink,
The little moon saw a third chirping beak!
High above in the starlit sky, the moon lulls two birds gently to sleep.
Why the poor little moon couldn’t whimper or yelp,
The world of art enters his work, inviting the reader to seek adventure and understanding in his vivid color and surreal portraits.
And saw him all shattered and scattered around.
And lay the moon down to get some good rest.
‘Til the poor little moon was nowhere in sight.
