Marissa Cooper

DAEJA

1.

Amazing grace how sweet the sound

Of her little voice that sounds so loud.

I have a niece; she is very special to me.

She brings me love and joy. She means everything to me.

When I’m down, she brings me up.

When she cries, I wipe the tears from her eyes

She doesn’t like to see me sad

So she always does something to make me laugh.

On January 17, 2000, a baby girl was born.

She was the quietest little thing that you ever did see.

As I watch her color come in.

Looking through that window while the nurse checks her up.

Seeing her squirming around on the table

Like a caterpillar searching for food.

Seeing her made everything right.

It was like being in a world where nothing goes wrong

But you always have to stop and think that no one is innocent for long.

I always wanted a little sister but the day never came.

So when my brother told me I was going to be an Auntie,

I was so happy, that my face said a thousand words.

He told me it was going to be a girl

I thought…Here’s my little sister!

Then waiting for those long impatient nine months to come.

Waiting        Thinking        Waiting

Thinking in my head, what is she going to look like?

What is she going to sound like?

How will she cry?

Those were some killer months.

Till that day came and she was here!

I remember the first time I was holding her.

Smelling so fresh and sweet like a little kid being in a candy store!

When I was holding her I never wanted to let go.

Looking at this precious gift with a purpose and plan.

Was something special to me!

Now she is two, a bundle of joy.

A handful she is.

She thinks she is grown but little does she know.

She wants to do everything and anything.

She looks up to me so I have to watch my action.

I have to think twice before I do.

I would do anything for her.

I love her to death.

2.

I am on the bus

on a Monday morning.

Wondering

how my day is

going to go.

Looking

out of the window.

Seeing

cars go by

on the highway.

Then

I stop.

Looking around the bus,

everyone seems so

dead,

tired

and

weary

from the

weekend.

Just thinking about

school is like drowning

in a pool.

Feel that

this

is going to be

a long week.