{"id":19124,"date":"2016-08-13T11:40:10","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T15:40:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=19124"},"modified":"2016-08-13T11:40:10","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T15:40:10","slug":"dear","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/dear\/","title":{"rendered":"Dear&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Dear armadillo,<\/p>\n<p>Root around in the branches all you want<\/p>\n<p>Dig up any grubs, worms, or whatever it is you eat<\/p>\n<p>But please do not succumb to your suicidal tendencies<\/p>\n<p>And throw yourself under the wheels of my car in my own driveway<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t think I could stand starting the day with killing a harmless armadillo<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Dear spiders,<\/p>\n<p>Build your webs in the corners<\/p>\n<p>Catch any critters that get in<\/p>\n<p>But please do not build your webs in my bathtub<\/p>\n<p>If you persist in doing this,<\/p>\n<p>I will persist in turning on the shower head and rousting you out of there<\/p>\n<p>So please, do us both a favor, and keep to the corners<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Dear 1890s farmhouse,<\/p>\n<p>Forgive my sudden sprints through the hallway at night<\/p>\n<p>I still suffer from a fear of the dark<\/p>\n<p>Forgive my slow invasion<\/p>\n<p>As I determine where everything should be<\/p>\n<p>Forgive my longing looks<\/p>\n<p>I find I&#8217;m slowly falling in love with you<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Dear country road,<\/p>\n<p>I am learning your curves and dips<\/p>\n<p>I am learning to watch for deer<\/p>\n<p>I am getting used to your appearance in fog<\/p>\n<p>In rain<\/p>\n<p>In daylight<\/p>\n<p>And deep night<\/p>\n<p>Please be patient with me and let me memorize your ways<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Dear me,<\/p>\n<p>Be patient<\/p>\n<p>Take your time<\/p>\n<p>Learn this place<\/p>\n<p>And breathe<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Dear armadillo, Root around in the branches all you want Dig up any grubs, worms, or whatever it is you eat But please do not succumb to your suicidal tendencies And throw yourself under the wheels of my car in my own driveway I don&#8217;t&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":867,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-19124","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19124","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\/867"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=19124"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19124\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19354,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19124\/revisions\/19354"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=19124"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=19124"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=19124"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}