{"id":2936,"date":"2011-12-20T19:25:22","date_gmt":"2011-12-20T19:25:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/?p=2936"},"modified":"2017-12-15T09:19:24","modified_gmt":"2017-12-15T16:19:24","slug":"book-cover","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/2011\/12\/20\/book-cover\/","title":{"rendered":"Book Cover"},"content":{"rendered":"
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  1. I saw a laugh jump from his mouth, a tear fall from his eye.<\/li>\n
  2. I saw him run, and climb, and jump, and cross the brooklet by.<\/li>\n
  3. I saw him cheer a lonely face; I saw him make a friend.<\/li>\n
  4. I saw his hands building love, his eyes compassion send.<\/li>\n
  5. I walked with him; I talked with him; I shared with him my mind.<\/li>\n
  6. I laughed with him; I played with him; he returned in kind.<\/li>\n
  7. I camped with him; I ate with him; my wisdom did impart.<\/li>\n
  8. I rowed with him; I drove with him; he\u2019s ever in my heart.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

    I saw a laugh jump from his mouth, a tear fall from his eye. I saw him run, and climb, and jump, and cross the brooklet by. I saw him cheer a lonely face; I saw him make a friend. I saw his hands building love, his eyes compassion send. I walked with him; I […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":3232,"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-2936","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/siever.ca\/kim\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/5\/2011\/12\/book-1659717_1920.jpg?fit=1920%2C1101&ssl=1","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4NkW7-Lm","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":3085,"url":"https:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/2011\/10\/09\/the-wise-man\/","url_meta":{"origin":2936,"position":0},"title":"The Wise Man","author":"Kim Siever","date":"9 October 2011","format":false,"excerpt":"I threw away my fish one day, And walked behind a man. 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I know it\u2019s already too late, but before you start prejudging me, you may want to realize that you probably misunderstand what communism\u2026","rel":"","context":"In "Politics"","block_context":{"text":"Politics","link":"https:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/category\/politics\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"Christian Communism symbol of yellow sickle and cross on red background","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/siever.ca\/kim\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/5\/2015\/10\/Untitled-1.jpg?fit=825%2C510&ssl=1&resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/siever.ca\/kim\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/5\/2015\/10\/Untitled-1.jpg?fit=825%2C510&ssl=1&resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/siever.ca\/kim\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/5\/2015\/10\/Untitled-1.jpg?fit=825%2C510&ssl=1&resize=525%2C300 1.5x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/siever.ca\/kim\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/5\/2015\/10\/Untitled-1.jpg?fit=825%2C510&ssl=1&resize=700%2C400 2x"},"classes":[]},{"id":2972,"url":"https:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/2017\/05\/16\/collision\/","url_meta":{"origin":2936,"position":4},"title":"Collision","author":"Kim Siever","date":"16 May 2017","format":false,"excerpt":"Implicitly, complicit he perpetuates toxicity; He balks the talk while talks the talk because for him, talk is the tea. 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