{"id":49182,"date":"2019-06-22T13:39:47","date_gmt":"2019-06-22T17:39:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=49182"},"modified":"2019-06-22T13:39:47","modified_gmt":"2019-06-22T17:39:47","slug":"a-daydream","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/a-daydream\/","title":{"rendered":"A daydream"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Along the stony trails of the garden,<br \/>\ncounting every step,<br \/>\npicking the fallen leaves,<br \/>\nlooking at the birds,<br \/>\nher winters nearing.<br \/>\nshe walked,once again.<\/p>\n<p>She took in the same fragrance,<br \/>\nwalked the same road,<br \/>\ngot wet in the same rain&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Sitting on the rusted swing,<br \/>\nher eyes closed,<br \/>\nher mind mused on a missing,now a longing,<\/p>\n<p>A man who held her little finger then,only in her memories now!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Along the stony trails of the garden, counting every step, picking the fallen leaves, looking at the birds, her winters nearing. she walked,once again. She took in the same fragrance, walked the same road, got wet in the same rain&#8230; Sitting on the rusted swing,&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1174,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-49182","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/49182","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\/1174"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=49182"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/49182\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":49434,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/49182\/revisions\/49434"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=49182"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=49182"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=49182"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}