Snowbound - Sun Kil Moon

Aunt Mimi, I miss you like no other

When we were young you were like our second mother

The days in Awalt High

Stranded at your house for weeks at a time, snowbound

Us kids had so much fun at your house

Heated by a big black potbelly stove

I remember the orange embers glowing

I remember the TV at night showing

Happy Days and Laverne & Shirley

Oh, that was our big night

Pepperoni pizza and golden crisp potato chips

And drinking root beer

Oh, those young prepubescent years

Oh, thos young prepubescent yars

Nothing to call my own

Except what was given to me, I supposed

Didn’t have two nickels to scratch together

But me and my cousins, we had so much fun together

Climbing apple trees and playing hide and seek

And the Easter egg hunts

There were so many hiding places

On those so many acres

Rusty cars that went on for days

And the barn that was stacked full of hay

And the church next door with the yard full of graves

And I remember my sister and Jenny playing under the tree next to the house

You’d sing «Playmate, oh won’t you play with me

Under my apple tree…»

Another line about a cellar door

«…and we’ll be jolly friends forevermore

More more more more more more.»

And you guys would do this strategic can clapping thing

To each other’s hands while you sang it

I remember us watching Jenny and Jimmy ice-skating on the frozen pond

We could never coordinate our legs right

We never figured out how to skate

Aunt Mimi, you were often on your own

Your husband out trucking

You could make something outta nothing

You always made sure we were fed

You used real butter, that tasted so good, my mom used margarine

I can still smell the frog legs sizzling in your

Big black iron skillet and a bluegill and a bass

That we caught from the pond

You can make anything taste delicious

Like a magician waving a magic wand

I can still smell your White Shoulders perfume

And your expression that you always used

How you’d say, «Oh my God, Mark!»

Even later in life when I’d surprise you in your room

There at the nursing home in Brewster

So glad I got to get you on the phone on Thursday

That I got a chance to tell you how much I loved you

To tell you how much you meant to me

And I gotta thank you for taking care of us

And how I’d come by and knock on your window next time I was in Ohio

Damn, I can’t believe you died there

A couple days later alone, nobody allowed in to see you due to COVID

But we were all there in spirit and I know you know it

I’ve been mourning your loss the last two days

Especially this one, 'cause outside, it’s dreary and cold and pouring rain

Laying in bed, thinking of my young summer and winter days

Remember your smile as bright as a big sunflower

Remembering how well you took care of your son and daughters

Remembering John Denver’s Greatest Hits on display by the little turntable

Remembering your kitchen and your giant oak table

Now the sun glowed mellow, yellow light in the summer where the window was

Into living room of that low-ceiling house

With all that land and acreage in your house, I never once saw miles

It’s amazing how nice you kept the place

Your home was our refuge, your home was our gathering place

I don’t know what to say at this point really

Except to say how much I miss you Aunt Mimi

Your caring and loving and nurturing ways are not lost on me

You and your family have given me

Some of my nicest young memories