Someday, a glistening star in the sky,
set apart from all the rest;
Brighter, more profound,
like a lighthouse on the open sea.
It will make its debut someday,
some way, somehow.

Someday, a tractor in the middle of a barren field,
the rays of the sun, bouncing off its lustrous red finish.
The best of its class,
the pot of gold at the end of a rainbow.
It will make its debut someday,
some way, somehow.

Someday, a flower in a busy city park,
its color illuminating for blocks and blocks.
The finest root in the pot,
a magnet for bees and butterflies, flying about the sky.
It will make its debut someday
some way, somehow.

Someday, a blue bird perched up in its nest,
its chirping filling the sky with rich, musical tones.
The most beautiful one of its species,
as sweet as sugary maple sap fresh from a tree.
It will make its debut someday,
some way, somehow.

Someday, a boy up on stage,
acting his heart out to an audience.
The best he can be,
like one of Hollywood’s finest in a world-class movie.
He will make his debut someday,
some way, somehow.