Tomorrow arrives
The table is set.
Candles waiting.
Menu penciled
The itinerary is lined up —
unfold exactly as it should.
Flights are landing.
Guests counting the hours
Suitcases rolling.
Rooms are ready.
Beds turned down.
Windows open
Small details in their places.
And me?
Heart beating fast.
Grateful.
Wide awake inside this moment.
Here we go again.
Another gathering.
Another brocante hunt beginning.
Ready to welcome what tomorrow brings
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