Cousins<\/p>\n
What have you gathered my children, Will you carry your gatherings across Bodies age, but hearts remain connected.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Cousins What have you gathered my children, and where are you going? In through the front door and straight out the back. gardens await you, while the sea meets the shore. Will you carry your gatherings across generations? Place them on your mantle, remembrance of…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2907,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,13,1136],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-116192","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-miscellaneous","category-official-marathon-prompts"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/116192","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\/2907"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=116192"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/116192\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":116651,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/116192\/revisions\/116651"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=116192"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=116192"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=116192"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nand where are you going?<\/em>
\nIn through the front door and
\nstraight out the back.
\ngardens await you, while
\nthe sea meets the shore.<\/p>\n
\ngenerations? Place them on your mantle,
\nremembrance of times past, of laughter
\nmerged with wind chimes, flying kites
\non the beach and rolling down the hill
\ngrass stains on knees, sandwiches fusing
\nsticky fingers, while brownies stain
\nlips and cheeks when eaten on the run. <\/p>\n