{"id":2927,"date":"2011-10-09T23:03:17","date_gmt":"2011-10-09T23:03:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/?p=2927"},"modified":"2017-08-01T20:48:03","modified_gmt":"2017-08-01T20:48:03","slug":"a-harvest-of-love","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/2011\/10\/09\/a-harvest-of-love\/","title":{"rendered":"A Harvest of Love"},"content":{"rendered":"
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  1. All alone, yet there he was, knelt beside another.<\/li>\n
  2. Speaking soft, touching slight, trying not to be a bother.<\/li>\n
  3. Reaching out, screams of pain, in a way he felt so distant.<\/li>\n
  4. Carry on, hold on more, it\u2019s but another instant<\/li>\n
  5. Hours drag on, the dusk is gone, and dawn begins to rise<\/li>\n
  6. The stars now sleep, the birds now peep, and pinks now fill the sky.<\/li>\n
  7. The sun wakes up, the earth warms up, the snow begins to melt<\/li>\n
  8. It isn\u2019t long b\u2019fore the waited song amongst the two is felt.<\/li>\n
  9. Years gone by. Sorrow, loss, and longing often lived<\/li>\n
  10. Within the hearts, beside the souls, without a want or give.<\/li>\n
  11. But now the time is quickly here and all these flee away<\/li>\n
  12. Replaced with joy and peace and love, all which plan to stay.<\/li>\n
  13. And then it\u2019s gone, the pain, the work, and all the world seems still<\/li>\n
  14. With all else now just leaving home, the two embrace their thrill.<\/li>\n
  15. And now when two were once made three, and three were then made two.<\/li>\n
  16. There stood again the two now three, and three with life anew.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

    All alone, yet there he was, knelt beside another. Speaking soft, touching slight, trying not to be a bother. Reaching out, screams of pain, in a way he felt so distant. Carry on, hold on more, it\u2019s but another instant Hours drag on, the dusk is gone, and dawn begins to rise The stars now […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"advanced_seo_description":"","jetpack_seo_html_title":"","jetpack_seo_noindex":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[45],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2927","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4NkW7-Ld","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":3027,"url":"https:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/2016\/09\/22\/the-dying-fire\/","url_meta":{"origin":2927,"position":0},"title":"The Dying Fire","author":"Kim Siever","date":"22 September 2016","format":false,"excerpt":"Humming bees, singing birds, the sun high in the sky. 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