Leaves pull glitter from the sun
Stifling heat of midday fades to cool
Ripples on the lake move slowly
to a silent wind’s sonata
Ducks chase and mate
nestle in a feathered pile
Garnish lakeside campsite
with purpled heads and orange-toed webs
Alone time I grasped for
lightens weight of things undone
Patience keeps them
waiting without fuss
Demanding inner child
now rests her discontent
embraces water’s calling
to be calm and grateful
for a place named home
Jean E. Taddonio
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Born and raised in " America's finest City" received BS degree in nursing years ago... main career besides wife and motherhood ( and now a grandma)was as a hospice RN for 18 years...Take great joy in finding the good in all things and believing that " No Thing is Ordinary" the title of my blog. I am working on a children's picture book story named R-Qu.. a rock falls of his mountain. Writing poetry is one of my happiest things to do. Yoga, water aerobics,, gym exercise and walking our wheaton terrior, Finley, with my husband Jim are favorite things...oh yes...singing in the choir at Church and recognizing God as #1... are most important... I also have a home based business with magnetic and far intra red health care products..peace to all who read this, Love, Jeane
No Thing Ordinary 
Beautiful sis.
Thanks Sis… not a brand new one but worth re-visiting… happy Week end! xoo Jeane
Sweet!
wow. Great first line. I love that the sun is sort of bleeding glitter in a sense.
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Thanks word of substance (-; glad you like it…It was a great time giving myself a break ( time for more writing! (-; Happy week end!