The Weight of Rocks
She pulls them from the dirt
sees herself
both rugged and smooth
gritty and unpolished
wonders at beginnings
theirs and hers
beauty’s subtle hues
pinks, grays and blues
tumbled to brokenness
long hidden in earth
she caresses their edges
connects their shapes
the weight of them
reminds her she feels
she feels real again
both rugged and smooth
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 
This was really nice to read 🙂
thanks!