We are hopeful.
Arrival
Had you sneaked yourself here
From among the stars
A bit of mischief
Arcing across the quiet dark
To take your place before me
I’d have come up short in wonder
Listened for a boom or a whoosh
Cocked my head for a better look
To see you turning yours up to me
Ready to jump
Ready, ready, ready
Go
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