My Mimi


My Mimi was cool,

My Mimi was great,

To Mimi I was little Kate.

She hugged and she cuddled,

She kissed and she hugged,

She always made sure that I was loved.

I was too little to remember the day,

That cancer came,

And took her away.

My Mimi is cool,

My Mimi is great,

she’s my pea to a pod,

My perfect soul mate.

If she could see me I bet she would say,

I’m proud of you now,

But I was anyway.