I was the smallest on the long thick grass

I was the fastest and quickest point prancing through the short blades

I was the best known

I was the most memorable in my own bright green world

I was honored and remembered through the ages

I was always running like a wolf in a meadow

I am not the fastest or the quickest

But I am jumping out of the tall thick grass like a deer 

I am not the point of what was before

But I am the last man of who I am now

I am still a player

I will be the strongest player still standing though the rough

I will be the flashing light everyone watches

I will be white flash across your eye

I will be playing for the bright ball glimmering in the glass

I will be shining star standing at the highest point reachable 

I will be him