{"id":90192,"date":"2021-06-26T12:15:51","date_gmt":"2021-06-26T16:15:51","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=90192"},"modified":"2021-06-27T08:32:15","modified_gmt":"2021-06-27T12:32:15","slug":"a-long-run-at-dawn-hour-two","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/a-long-run-at-dawn-hour-two\/","title":{"rendered":"A Long Run at Dawn &#8211; Hour Two"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>A long run at dawn begins with a purpose<br \/>\nWhere sunlight and courage last meet<br \/>\nSmiles through the tears, as feet hit the pavement<br \/>\nFor all those that accepted defeat<br \/>\nEach sunbeam from Heaven, a gift from beyond<br \/>\nWith angels carrying the runner with grace<br \/>\nHope, struggle, faith and of course, bravery<br \/>\nThe runner finds strength in his pace<br \/>\nAs the morning goes forward<br \/>\nThe sun beats down hard<br \/>\nBlistering on the runner below<br \/>\nAnd yet, he goes onward as if it was winter<br \/>\nDedication for those now passed on<br \/>\nThey were babies and daughters<br \/>\nNieces, nephews and sons<br \/>\nEach a grandchild or a loving friend<br \/>\nInnocents in this world, dealt the toughest of fates<br \/>\nThat battled gallantly til the end<br \/>\nThis run at dawn, unlike so many before<br \/>\nHeld purpose much greater than life<br \/>\nFor this time, the journey meant oh so much more<br \/>\nAs he ran for the kids, dealt the strife<br \/>\nOf battling cancer when only in youth<br \/>\nBabies stacked up against a life&#8217;s fight<br \/>\nEach step that he took, a journey of truth<br \/>\nTo bring each unwell child the light<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A long run at dawn begins with a purpose Where sunlight and courage last meet Smiles through the tears, as feet hit the pavement For all those that accepted defeat Each sunbeam from Heaven, a gift from beyond With angels carrying the runner with grace&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":692,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,1136,441,5],"tags":[680,4244,1806,4245],"class_list":["post-90192","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-official-marathon-prompts","category-poetry-prompt-responses","category-poetry-prompts","tag-poetrymarathon","tag-childhood-cancer-run-poems","tag-jill-eisnaugle","tag-sunrise-poems"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90192","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\/692"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=90192"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90192\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":90291,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90192\/revisions\/90291"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=90192"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=90192"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=90192"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}