{"id":112405,"date":"2022-06-25T15:55:10","date_gmt":"2022-06-25T19:55:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=112405"},"modified":"2022-06-25T15:56:53","modified_gmt":"2022-06-25T19:56:53","slug":"waiting-hour-7","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/waiting-hour-7\/","title":{"rendered":"Waiting &#8211; Hour 7"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure id=\"attachment_112441\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-112441\" style=\"width: 300px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-112441 size-medium\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/480BC0B7-3C01-4E01-849C-ECE565B7875A-300x210.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"210\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/480BC0B7-3C01-4E01-849C-ECE565B7875A-300x210.jpeg 300w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/480BC0B7-3C01-4E01-849C-ECE565B7875A-1024x716.jpeg 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class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 <\/span>sadness<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>Back to the big lake he\u2019s standing<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 <\/span>waiting<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>Night comes and he\u2019s still there<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 <\/span>waiting<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>We hear it and his little boy smile<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0glowing<\/span><\/p>\n<p>Adult and grandson together<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 <\/span>glowing<\/p>\n<p>With squeals of delight he runs to<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 <\/span>him<\/p>\n<p>Stops dead, there\u2019s another with<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 <\/span>him<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>I laugh and hug my little grandson<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 <\/span>happy<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>Exclaiming, look at him married and<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 <\/span>happy<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>His pet duck Quacky has returned<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 <\/span>home<\/p>\n<p>Now two ducks, one boy and me are<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 <\/span>home<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 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