Zag Heroez woke up with a zing in his step and a twinkle in his eye.

He saw a flurry of fuzzballs whizzing by – oh my! They chattered and scattered in the milky morning light.

Zag's friend Whizzy, the wise owl, hooted hello from a high branch.

'Whizzy,' thought Zag, 'today we find fun!' And off they went, under the sun.

First stop was the Gigglegrove – a forest where laughter giggled from every leaf.

They met Twiddle the turtle, slow but smart. He showed them a map with an 'X' and a heart.

The 'X' marks the spot! An adventure! What luck! They leapt and they skipped to find treasure and pluck.

Across Jogger's Marsh they trotted with care, careful not to tumble or land in a snare.

At last they arrived at the mystical tree, a place where dreams hung like stars, wild and free.

They found a box glittering, glowing – it seemed. Inside were wishes – or so they dreamed.

'Each wish is precious,' Whizzy did say, 'Use them with love and they'll light up your day.'

With happy hearts and dreams oh so bright, Zag and Whizzy wished goodnight.