In the broken place
where we live,
hope can be found
in the cracks
If a dandelion
can push herself
up from the earth
though a sliver of light
in cement
and be called a weed
—or a flower
by those who see more
surely, we too can bloom
in our brokenness
where we live
and see more
About geniecan
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 