are we there yet?😒

In the backseat, time drags slow, The open road, a winding flow, With snacks and games to pass the day, “Are we there yet?” we laugh and play. The sun dips low, the sky ablaze, Each mile a mix of hope and haze, Adventure calls, but patience wanes, “Are we there yet?” the question reigns. Through fields of green and mountains high, Dreams of arrival make spirits fly, But in this journey, joy is set— The road itself, our best duet. So let the miles stretch on and on, With every turn, a new dawn, For in the asking, we find our way, “Are we there yet?”—it’s part of the play.