{"id":3744,"date":"2014-08-24T00:32:58","date_gmt":"2014-08-24T04:32:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=3744"},"modified":"2014-08-30T17:08:59","modified_gmt":"2014-08-30T21:08:59","slug":"my-child-poem-16","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2014\/08\/my-child-poem-16\/","title":{"rendered":"My Child Poem 16"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Got to thinking today<\/p>\n<p>If you had lived<\/p>\n<p>If I had carried you to term<\/p>\n<p>If we had finished what we started<\/p>\n<p>You would be about\u00a014 now<\/p>\n<p>We&#8217;d be worried about sex<\/p>\n<p>Fighting over curfews<\/p>\n<p>And doing your chores<\/p>\n<p>I would be practiced at\u00a0being a mom<\/p>\n<p>You&#8217;d be lost between being<\/p>\n<p>A small child<\/p>\n<p>And a blossoming adult<\/p>\n<p>I would watch you with pride<\/p>\n<p>Be disappointed if you failed<\/p>\n<p>You&#8217;d be thinking about driving<\/p>\n<p>Wondering about high school<\/p>\n<p>Imagining your wedding day<\/p>\n<p>And how many kids you would have<\/p>\n<p>Your dreams would be Oscars and Emmys<\/p>\n<p>Grammys and being president<\/p>\n<p>You would be dreaming of long travels<\/p>\n<p>To foreign lands<\/p>\n<p>You&#8217;d be learning to be brave and generous<\/p>\n<p>Selfish and timid<\/p>\n<p>Reckless and responsible<\/p>\n<p>You&#8217;d be looking in the mirror<\/p>\n<p>Conscious of your clothes<\/p>\n<p>Worried over a pimple<\/p>\n<p>Brushing your hair over and\u00a0over again<\/p>\n<p>If you had lived<\/p>\n<p>If I had carried you to term<\/p>\n<p>If we had finished what we started<\/p>\n<p>You&#8217;d be 14 now<\/p>\n<p>You would hold my imagination<\/p>\n<p>Rather than being a figment of it<\/p>\n<p>You would be beautiful and smart<\/p>\n<p>Awkward and helpless<\/p>\n<p>Strong and dependant<\/p>\n<p>And I would smile and worry<\/p>\n<p>You are the child I never knew<\/p>\n<p>But who lives in my heart<\/p>\n<p>Every single day<\/p>\n<p>For fourteen years<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Got to thinking today If you had lived If I had carried you to term If we had finished what we started You would be about\u00a014 now We&#8217;d be worried about sex Fighting over curfews And doing your chores I would be practiced at\u00a0being a&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":31,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3744","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3744","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\/31"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3744"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3744\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4885,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3744\/revisions\/4885"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3744"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3744"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3744"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}