How did I miss your blooming?
You grew like a child, too quickly
Your buds were full of promise
I did notice—
kept you fed and watered
But my care became routine
a pitfall of time passing
My attentions scattered
and your beauty slipped by
Did you shine in the night
like a hope-filled child
When the world was in darkness
I missed your flower’s light
Were you quiet beneath my noise
my constant distractions
Will I get another chance
to see you bloom again—
Please bloom again
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 
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