Minnesota

Remembering 

The snow.

Falling on 

The frozen lake.

Your hand

Took

Mine

And lead me 

Through 

The white blanket 

Of snow.

I could barely 

Walk.

You 

Pulled me

as i stumbled.

As I open 

My eyes many 

Years later,

I can 

Feel

That bitter cold

Wind.

I looked

Up at you

As my little hand 

Fit into

Your 

Big

Hand.

Where now?

I asked.

Follow me. 

Who are you?

Where are we?

I asked.

You did

Not respond.

Minnesota , 

My child .

I heard a voice 

Say.

I sat quietly.

Finally 

I ask,

Is this

Heaven?

You smile

And respond ,

Minnesota 

Heaven...

It's all the same.