There he sat
On his airplane
Books stacked as high as his ears
For reading material on his trip
To see his Grammy
He flew through the air
Piloting his jet plane
Navigating all the way to Florida
Got off the plane
Imagined that he saw his Grammy
And told her it was time to come home...
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We dropped her off this morning
And miss her already
Fynn said to me, "I'm just sad Mommy. I miss Grammy"
Paige grunted in agreement
I told him I understood
And lifted him up for an airplane ride around the living room
Arms spread wide open
Eyes dancing with memories