The Many Faces of Nishelle

Nishelle

She put on her shoes and grabbed her bookbag
It was time to go home
Her homework was done and her stomach was full
"Mimi I love you" were her departing words
How wonderful for me
A seven year old filling my heart with joy
Saying she loves me
After she left I cried like a baby
She had touched my heart so deeply
The love I feel for her is indescribable
No one can ever know how I feel
She touches my soul

By Joyce N. Matta