Growing up in a small town
you get used to seeing others...

Four small letters,
forming one word...

Giving up on love
wasn't an easy thing...

The quiet beauty
of trees laden with snowfall...

You were almost four
when I came into this world...

Mimi, hey, that's me!
I'm known to my grandbabies as Mimi...

You wear your heart on your sleeve,
for all the world to see...

I can't form words,
I can't form thoughts...

I see a light
up on that horizon...

I haven't really flown
in so long...

I wish I had
another chance...

You tease me about my horsey teeth-
neighing all the while...