I rise with the sun

In those late summer months

Flurescing and glimmering

In the sky that is my stage

Destined for greatness

And chasing away the shadows,

I am the brightest star

In our galaxy

But my incandescent glow

Doesn’t even compare

To the burning and gleaming

Of the sun

Overlooked of my very being

And the constellations I form,

I am ridiculed and loathed

For coming off too strong

My heat

Enflames your summer months

Or so

That’s what you believe

Sirius, the brightest of them all

Treated as a leper

For things untrue

And out of my control