Once in a time, far away, a sparkly wand lay in a quiet forest glade.

The wand twitched. It floated up, ready to explore beyond the trees' shade.

It wandered and found a squirrel, whose tail was stuck under a rock, in need of aid.

With a swish and a flick, the rock lifted, freeing the squirrel who was afraid.

The squirrel scampered up a tree, turning with a grateful gaze that did not fade.

The wand moved on and saw a stream, where a fish struggled against the cascade.

A gentle wave, and the water calmed, allowing the fish to swim unafraid.

The fish flipped its fin, splashing a thank you before into the depths it wade.

Day turned to dusk, and the wand now found a lonely flower, petals beginning to fade.

A gleam of light, and dew appeared, giving the flower strength not to be swayed.

The flower bloomed with colors bright, sending a perfume thank you through the glade.

The wand’s journey showed magic's true call: to aid, to soothe, and to persuade.

The wand found its way back to the glade, its sparkling light gently beginning to fade.