{"id":128990,"date":"2023-09-02T11:34:19","date_gmt":"2023-09-02T15:34:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=128990"},"modified":"2023-09-02T12:00:21","modified_gmt":"2023-09-02T16:00:21","slug":"dawning-wishes-hour-three","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/dawning-wishes-hour-three\/","title":{"rendered":"Dawning Wishes &#8211; Hour Three"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: left\"><strong>Dawning Wishes<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>The sunlight peeks through the clearing<br \/>\nOf the trees that align with the road<br \/>\nThe morning ahead, at last, nearing<br \/>\nWith all of its greatness bestowed<br \/>\nThe hopes and the dreams of tomorrow<br \/>\nNow present to start on their way<br \/>\nFor time is a moment we borrow<br \/>\nAt the start of every new day<\/p>\n<p>The dawn is but a soft mixture<br \/>\nA blending of darkness and light<br \/>\nThe dim giving way to the tincture<br \/>\nOf yellows and oranges and white<br \/>\nAnd in all those colors, a promise<br \/>\nAn effort to give life one&#8217;s all<br \/>\nFor the dawning renews with such purpose<br \/>\nThat one must forge on with its call<\/p>\n<p>Each journey in life, a beginning<br \/>\nA dawning of each day anew<br \/>\nA balance of losing and winning<br \/>\nMade wholly and uniquely you<br \/>\nAnd now, here you are at the dawning<br \/>\nThe light smiling down through the trees<br \/>\nWill today be your day to slay demons<br \/>\nOr carry on with incredible ease<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Dawning Wishes The sunlight peeks through the clearing Of the trees that align with the road The morning ahead, at last, nearing With all of its greatness bestowed The hopes and the dreams of tomorrow Now present to start on their way For time is&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":692,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,1136,441],"tags":[2158,1806,3456,355,392],"class_list":["post-128990","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-official-marathon-prompts","category-poetry-prompt-responses","tag-full-marathon","tag-jill-eisnaugle","tag-jill-halasz","tag-poetry-marathon","tag-writing-prompts"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/128990","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\/692"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=128990"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/128990\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":129081,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/128990\/revisions\/129081"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=128990"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=128990"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=128990"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}