{"id":12361,"date":"2015-06-14T01:18:53","date_gmt":"2015-06-14T05:18:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=12361"},"modified":"2015-08-03T09:52:00","modified_gmt":"2015-08-03T13:52:00","slug":"poem1624-sentina","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/poem1624-sentina\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem16\/24 “Sentina”"},"content":{"rendered":"

I wish I could turn back the time<\/p>\n

When I let those opportunity pass by, I turn<\/p>\n

My back and surf those huge stormy waves<\/p>\n

That I lost myself and waiting to rise<\/p>\n

To light my meticulous page<\/p>\n

Where I can breath and flow<\/p>\n

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I just let those good moments flow<\/p>\n

I wasted time<\/p>\n

Yet, still clearing my page<\/p>\n

Because I can’t go on and turn<\/p>\n

So I may rise<\/p>\n

From those huge stormy waves<\/p>\n

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It makes me strong those huge stormy waves<\/p>\n

I found my life’s contentment flow<\/p>\n

And in that, I thank, they may rise<\/p>\n

In His time<\/p>\n

He don’t let me turn<\/p>\n

From my dusty page<\/p>\n

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I change my dusty into a meticulous one page<\/p>\n

Where in I could tell to anyone what I went through the waves<\/p>\n

So they might know how it’s difficult to turn<\/p>\n

So they might knew, I changed my flow<\/p>\n

And value my time<\/p>\n

To see the sun rise<\/p>\n

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That keeps me rise<\/p>\n

And keeps telling how fragile my page<\/p>\n

Take time<\/p>\n

To watch out the waves<\/p>\n

Learn more to flow<\/p>\n

Walk straight, no regret, no turn<\/p>\n

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Its hard to decide and regret with no turn<\/p>\n

Better to think trice to rise<\/p>\n

Go with the flow<\/p>\n

Whatever I have in every page<\/p>\n

Will always meet the waves<\/p>\n

Unto desired time<\/p>\n

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Time counts life, value every moment,I might not know, I may not be able to turn<\/em><\/p>\n

Along those huge stormy waves, God never left me. He save me and He help me to rise<\/em><\/p>\n

Thank You for changing my page into a better one, where I can go with the flow<\/em><\/p>\n

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I wish I could turn back the time When I let those opportunity pass by, I turn My back and surf those huge stormy waves That I lost myself and waiting to rise To light my meticulous page Where I can breath and flow  …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":280,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-12361","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12361","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\/280"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=12361"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12361\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15100,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12361\/revisions\/15100"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12361"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12361"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12361"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}