Are we there yet?

I can almost hear the music playing
as I wait for your arrival.
A tear-shedding moment
is sure to follow.

I can almost see your reflection
on the train window,
as we soar throughout
the world around us.

I can almost hear you laughing
as you decorate the dinner table,
with a glass of wine,
as you watch me create.

I can almost transcribe
the late-night conversations
about everything that we’ve done
and all that lies ahead.

I can almost hear your calming tone
reminding me to breathe
while I work away at editing
the final scene.

I can almost see
the children playing
in the backyard as they
spin around endlessly.

I can almost see myself waking up
beside your body,
with love in our hearts,
hand in hand.