One day, it’ll happen.<\/p>\n
I can see it clearly, as plain as today.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I will wake up, half-asleep still.<\/p>\n
Cold morning light, lavender-gray soft<\/p>\n
filters in one window, scudded with clouds,<\/p>\n
and a heavy weight will be ’round my waist.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
All those years of waiting,<\/p>\n
of silent tears and reaching out in the night<\/p>\n
to an empty bedside will be just an echo.<\/p>\n
An echo of what was, what never will be again.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
And all the dreams of today will pale<\/p>\n
in the face of that ready tomorrow.<\/p>\n
With your voice low in my ear, gentle, sweet,<\/p>\n
a time without limits, without an ocean between,<\/p>\n
just us and the quiet dawn cresting.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
So here’s to that ready tomorrow, my darlin’,<\/p>\n
of that we will make it be.<\/p>\n
Just you, me, and my little boy together,<\/p>\n
at long last at rest, at home, with more to come<\/p>\n
and much more life left to share, to give.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Come, my lover, rise with me on that tomorrow.<\/p>\n
Let’s greet the sun together.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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