Once upon a time in a fluffy, flowery farmyard, lived three chirpy, cheerful chicks named Twain, Trilly, and Twirl. All they ever dreamed of was touching the stars!

Every night, the starry sky would shine bright like a gleaming galaxy gown, and the chicks chirped, 'We wish to see the stars up close—a twinkling tease!'

Trilly thought of a plan, clever and quick, 'Let’s build a staircase of straw with such quick, nimble pick!'

With straw in their beaks and peeping tunes in the air, they worked together with hearts filled with care.

Up, up, up, the straw staircase they went, each step a brave bounce, each leap an ascent!

But then—Woosh!—a gusty wind whooshed by with a glorious gale, and the chicks tumbled and rumbled with a fluttering fail.

Trilly, Twain, and Twirl landed on a fluffy patch of hay, bursting with giggles, but not in dismay.

'Let’s try again!' cheered Twirl with a joyful trill, 'We’ll reach the stars, we’ve got the will!'

Off they went again, with a song in their hearts, chirping 'We'll build a staircase from the start!'

As they built the staircase, starry skies glowed bright, the moon whispered a lullaby, giving them light.

Alas, they realized, you don’t need to touch the stars for them to light up your night own!

And from that day forth, they dreamt under starry skies, happy, together, where dreams would still rise.