My life looked plain and useless. 

Going nowhere fast.

I waited so long, and suffered in silence.

I was alone, thoughts rushing.

Patiently I sat and hoped all went well.

With the afternoon came the news.

Finally, I could see you.

Ah yes, I wait again.

Excitement held just at the brim.

Now all I hope for is to see you smile, to hear you laugh, to hold you near and tell you 'I love you sweet pea and I always will.'

All I can do is shed a tear

and whisper only for my ears

I've found my rose in a garden of weeds.

I'm proud to call you my niece, and I pray one day you will be proud to call me your auntie!