The Rising Star

It’s a new day in a new month The sun seemed a little impatient, Scorching my back from beneath the clouds The sky seemed pale and grey As the rising star raised himself up It’s another boring morning He thanked his creator surely And washed himself broadly He then settled down to swallow his meal And then purred for a little while The rising star leaves his abode And goes the way he should Rain fell and it stormed It was sudden and shocking But he did wisely to remain firm The rising star wants to become a leading star To attain the position of a glowing star And even become a guiding star But first, he will shoot beyond the falling stars Till he becomes the shining star