In the quiet of the evening, when the world had slowed and the stars began to twinkle above, Pooh sat with something most precious cradled gently in his paws—a glowing heart, warm and full of love. It wasn’t something he found, or something he bought. It was something he carried with him all along. A heart that remembered every kind word, every gentle hug, every moment of laughter shared with friends.

As he looked down at the soft light, his face lit with a smile—not the kind that comes from honey or silly games, but the kind that comes from knowing you are loved... and that you love in return.

“Sometimes,” Pooh whispered, “you don’t need to go far to find something wonderful. Sometimes, it’s right there in your own heart... glowing, waiting, reminding you that you matter, and that kindness makes the world a little brighter.”

And so, in that quiet, magical moment, Pooh sat still with the warmth of love between his paws and a gentle thought blooming in his mind:
“The best kind of light… is the one that comes from within.”