{"id":73780,"date":"2020-06-28T02:58:36","date_gmt":"2020-06-28T06:58:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=73780"},"modified":"2020-06-28T02:58:36","modified_gmt":"2020-06-28T06:58:36","slug":"prompt-18-post-18-christmas-blessing","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/prompt-18-post-18-christmas-blessing\/","title":{"rendered":"Prompt 18 ~ Post # 18 ~ Christmas Blessing"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Twas the night before Christmas<\/p>\n<p>and all through St. Joes.<\/p>\n<p>The patients were sleeping<\/p>\n<p>with hall lights aglow.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Medication were given<\/p>\n<p>and rounds were all done.<\/p>\n<p>All patients were counted<\/p>\n<p>each and every one.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Patients were all snuggled<\/p>\n<p>with clean sheets on their beds.<\/p>\n<p>While visions of old days<\/p>\n<p>danced in their heads.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>When what to our wondering<\/p>\n<p>eyes should appear.<\/p>\n<p>But an angel descending<\/p>\n<p>to release each one&#8217;s fears.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>In the twinkling of an eye<\/p>\n<p>she started to soar<\/p>\n<p>while singing each name<\/p>\n<p>visiting door after door.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Now Wilson and Shuman<\/p>\n<p>and Berdych and Row.<\/p>\n<p>And Whistler and Connor<\/p>\n<p>and on and on she\u2019d go<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>From room 501<\/p>\n<p>and clear down the hall.<\/p>\n<p>Her wings pitter-pattered<\/p>\n<p>as she visited them all.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Then she rounded our desk<\/p>\n<p>where no one could speak.<\/p>\n<p>Each one of us frozen<\/p>\n<p>our legs limb and weak.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>She blew us fond kisses<\/p>\n<p>and spoke kindly to all.<\/p>\n<p>For caring for patients<\/p>\n<p>No matter the call.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Then suddenly we watched her<\/p>\n<p>as she traveled on down.<\/p>\n<p>With shimmers of glory,<\/p>\n<p>that lightened her gown.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Then as we went forward<\/p>\n<p>doing rounds for the day,<\/p>\n<p>For some reason, her words<\/p>\n<p>continued to replay.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThe Lord wants to thank you<\/p>\n<p>for all that you do.<\/p>\n<p>As He wishes Merry Christmas<\/p>\n<p>to each one of You!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>by Del Bates<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Twas the night before Christmas and all through St. Joes. The patients were sleeping with hall lights aglow. &nbsp; Medication were given and rounds were all done. All patients were counted each and every one. &nbsp; Patients were all snuggled with clean sheets on their&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1452,"featured_media":74172,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,13,1136,441,5],"tags":[2228,3442],"class_list":["post-73780","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-miscellaneous","category-official-marathon-prompts","category-poetry-prompt-responses","category-poetry-prompts","tag-2017poetrymarathon","tag-2020poetrymarathon"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/73780","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\/1452"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=73780"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/73780\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":74197,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/73780\/revisions\/74197"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/74172"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=73780"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=73780"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=73780"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}