The Book of Words<\/p>\n
for Mommy<\/em><\/p>\n In the Book of Words And by now, you should all know She\u2019s a supermodel<\/p>\n Her likeness appears under Sacrifice, and She is famous<\/p>\n Behold the image with her three babies And with a broken-hearted daughter, head cradled in her mother\u2019s lap, crying. Over a boy.<\/p>\n Another shows a curious beagle, punished by a porcupine disinclined to be And Mom, hampered by a snowstorm that prevented a run to the vet Her picture is everywhere.<\/p>\n I am far less famous, but my picture is there too<\/p>\n Look under tired<\/em><\/p>\n See there?<\/p>\n That\u2019s me<\/p>\n \u00a9 Davita Joie 2016<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The Book of Words for Mommy In the Book of Words Pictures hang alongside their Definitions Images of the Faithful who embody their meaning And by now, you should all know What my mother looks like She\u2019s a supermodel Her likeness appears under Sacrifice, and…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":9,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-21101","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21101","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\/9"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=21101"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21101\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":29424,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21101\/revisions\/29424"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=21101"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=21101"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=21101"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nPictures hang alongside their Definitions
\nImages of the Faithful who embody their meaning<\/p>\n
\nWhat my mother looks like<\/p>\n
\nDevotion, and Faithfulness as well as
\nBoth Unconditional and Love
\nJust to name a few<\/p>\n
\nHuddled in her bed while she reads stories<\/p>\n
\nSniffed and Studied<\/p>\n
\nWielding pliers to remove the dogged quills,
\nEver the Compassionate Nurse.<\/p>\n