{"id":112146,"date":"2022-06-25T15:31:18","date_gmt":"2022-06-25T19:31:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=112146"},"modified":"2022-06-25T15:31:18","modified_gmt":"2022-06-25T19:31:18","slug":"thank-you-hour-six","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/thank-you-hour-six\/","title":{"rendered":"Thank You &#8211; Hour Six"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">I always wished I had told Mrs. T and Ms. P <\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Exactyly what they did for me.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Taking a shy, withdrawn kid with<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Her nose perpetually stuck in a book<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">And giving her purpose.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">They were the first people who told me,<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cYou could really be a writer,\u201d<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">And I was never even able to thank them.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">All I can hope is that this thank you letter<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Finds them wherever they are,<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Wildflower fields in deep forests<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Somewhere in the clouds.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Thank you, thank you, thank you.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I always wished I had told Mrs. T and Ms. P Exactyly what they did for me.\u00a0 Taking a shy, withdrawn kid with Her nose perpetually stuck in a book And giving her purpose. They were the first people who told me, \u201cYou could really&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3586,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-112146","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/112146","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3586"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=112146"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/112146\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":112151,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/112146\/revisions\/112151"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=112146"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=112146"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=112146"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}