extraordinary in the ordinary
the garden oft' untended
until the quiet, unplanned moments
when caretaker opens both eye and heart
to see the bloom of child's wonder
to hear the buzz of love's laughter
to gather blooming bounty
a heart once broken, stopped beating and froze in time, never to beat or believe again…or so she said. Yet, underneath it all, the broken heart, the jaded heart still beats.