THE RISING STAR By ... Steve Lucky

             THE RISING STAR
            By ... Steve Lucky

I am a rising star, I say.
My name has grown since yesterday.
If it continues growing, soon I will see
Whether or not people watching can recognize me.
Only time will tell if I am rising still.
Big stars talking to me strengthens my will.
Stories and poems I wrote, I do not need to prove.
I am better than most writers now, but still can improve.
The road ahead is difficult and rarely in the shade,
But if I keep working I can make the grade.
Stars will rise and fall, so people will complain.
I want to leave something I know will remain.
To see, hear, smell, taste, touch, know, and feel
A simple human contact I will know is real.

Copyright 2000, 2001, Steve Lucky