{"id":66488,"date":"2020-06-27T15:34:37","date_gmt":"2020-06-27T19:34:37","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=66488"},"modified":"2020-06-27T15:34:37","modified_gmt":"2020-06-27T19:34:37","slug":"best-friend-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/best-friend-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Best Friend&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I remember clearly,<br \/>\nIt was my tenth birthday,<br \/>\nMy parents had planned a surprise party.<br \/>\nBut what intrigued me,<br \/>\nWas the big brown basket sitting on my bed,<br \/>\nWith a red ribbon tied at the end.<\/p>\n<p>At first, I had thought,<br \/>\nGrandma had sent her healthy oatmeal cookies.<br \/>\nBut then I saw,<br \/>\nThe brown cloth over the basket moved.<\/p>\n<p>Fearfully I tugged the cloth,<br \/>\nImmediately you sprang upon me,<br \/>\nLicking my face as if it were candy.<br \/>\nYour brown eyes,<br \/>\nLooked innocently at me.<br \/>\nYour golden brown fur glistened,<br \/>\nAs you sniffed around the unfamiliar room.<\/p>\n<p>That day Mom and Dad had surprised me,<br \/>\nNot with the party,<br \/>\nI knew they were planning for weeks,<br \/>\nBut with the new member of our home.<\/p>\n<p>They had given me a gift, a blessing,<br \/>\nThat no money could ever buy,<br \/>\nThe gift of friendship and loyalty,<br \/>\nHanded to me in a brown basket with a red ribbon.<\/p>\n<p>That day I met Cocoa for the first time,<br \/>\nThat day I made a best friend for life,<br \/>\nMy four-legged best friend,<br \/>\nCocoa.<\/p>\n<p>&#8211; Addy<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I remember clearly, It was my tenth birthday, My parents had planned a surprise party. But what intrigued me, Was the big brown basket sitting on my bed, With a red ribbon tied at the end. At first, I had thought, Grandma had sent her&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1468,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,7,13],"tags":[1173,23,31,326,410,15,391,10,355,390,1084],"class_list":["post-66488","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-marathon-poem","category-miscellaneous","tag-half-marathon","tag-life","tag-love","tag-marathon","tag-memories","tag-poem","tag-poet","tag-poetry","tag-poetry-marathon","tag-writer","tag-writing"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/66488","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\/1468"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=66488"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/66488\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":67293,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/66488\/revisions\/67293"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=66488"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=66488"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=66488"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}