{"id":75562,"date":"2020-06-28T06:23:02","date_gmt":"2020-06-28T10:23:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=75562"},"modified":"2020-06-29T12:34:54","modified_gmt":"2020-06-29T16:34:54","slug":"heart-gallery-hr-22","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/heart-gallery-hr-22\/","title":{"rendered":"Heart Gallery (HR 22)"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"text-align: center\">Welcome to my heart gallery<\/div>\n<div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">Let me take you on a tour<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">It all began inside my mother\u2019s womb<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">Perfectly designed by the Father<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">Beating, designed to give me life<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">Once I made my exit into this world<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">My mother could no longer protect it<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">Here, to your right is the first sign of damage<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">It\u2019s a little bruised but nowhere close to shattered<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">The description reads,<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">&#8220;The day her dad abandoned her\u201d<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">Now to your left you will notice the damage is little more intense<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">Description reads,<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">\u201cAbuse from someone who was supposed to love her\u201d<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">Down the hall the damage has turned to small cracks from it being mishandled<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">If you look closely it reads,<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">&#8220;Suicide is never the answer&#8221;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">Across from this one the damage is extremely noticeable<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">The description states,<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">&#8220;Gave to the wrong person. He used her and turned her into a single mother&#8221;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">Behind this glass, this one is shattered but still in one piece<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">This one reads,<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">&#8220;Losing loved ones can you leave you hollow. Fragile, hold with caution&#8221;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">As you can see in this glass case<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">This one has been completely broken<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">The description states,<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">&#8220;This is what happens when you lose your mother&#8221;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">In this room you\u2019ll see it\u2019s been put back together<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">Cracks are still visible, held together with superglue<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">This plaque quotes,<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">&#8220;I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. Phil 4:13&#8221;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">Let me end this tour with a reminder<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">Life won\u2019t always give you kindness<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">Some people will love you<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">And some will come to kill, steal, and destroy you<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">But God has the finally say so in your ending<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">You can either let circumstances break you<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">Are you can use those trials and be an inspiration<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">Give it all to God and let Him heal you<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">As long as He gives you breath<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">You have a chance to start over<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\">Thank you for coming!<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Welcome to my heart gallery Let me take you on a tour It all began inside my mother\u2019s womb Perfectly designed by the Father Beating, designed to give me life Once I made my exit into this world My mother could no longer protect it&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1307,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-75562","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/75562","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\/1307"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=75562"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/75562\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":77467,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/75562\/revisions\/77467"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=75562"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=75562"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=75562"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}