{"id":2734,"date":"2018-05-14T01:23:06","date_gmt":"2018-05-14T08:23:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/?p=2734"},"modified":"2021-06-05T05:49:55","modified_gmt":"2021-06-05T12:49:55","slug":"180514","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2018\/05\/14\/180514\/","title":{"rendered":"180514"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/images\/2018\/180514.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>180514<br \/>\nSl\u00e1n mo chairde<\/p>\n<p>Today I leave the USA<br \/>\nFor Ireland where skies are grey<br \/>\nAnd while I leave loved ones behind<br \/>\nI had to leave or lose my mind<br \/>\nI miss my Sweetie Pea so much<br \/>\nI miss her smile, her laugh, her touch<br \/>\nSo, I must go and start anew<br \/>\nI&#8217;m bringing Linc and Brownie too<br \/>\nWe&#8217;ll settle there and start a life<br \/>\nWithout my fucking awesome wife<br \/>\nI hope this works, my fingers crossed<br \/>\nThis mental move comes at a cost<br \/>\nEmotional &#8211; financial too<br \/>\nAnd yet I must still bid adieu<br \/>\nThe Emerald Isle is not that far<br \/>\nI guess I should say au revoir<\/p>\n<button id=\"listenButton1\" class=\"responsivevoice-button\" type=\"button\" value=\"Play\" title=\"ResponsiveVoice Tap to Start\/Stop Speech\"><span>&#128266; Listen to Poem<\/span><\/button>\n        <script>\n            listenButton1.onclick = function(){\n                if(responsiveVoice.isPlaying()){\n                    responsiveVoice.cancel();\n                }else{\n                    responsiveVoice.speak(\"180514 Sl\u00e1n mo chairde Today I leave the USA For Ireland where skies are grey And while I leave loved ones behind I had to leave or lose my mind I miss my Sweetie Pea so much I miss her smile, her laugh, her touch So, I must go and start anew I\\'m bringing Linc and Brownie too We\\'ll settle there and start a life Without my fucking awesome wife I hope this works, my fingers crossed This mental move comes at a cost Emotional - financial too And yet I must still bid adieu The Emerald Isle is not that far I guess I should say au revoir\", \"US English Male\");\n                }\n            };\n        <\/script>\n    \n\n<div class=\"twitter-share\"><a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/intent\/tweet?via=stickpersonpoet\" class=\"twitter-share-button\">Tweet<\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>180514 Sl\u00e1n mo chairde Today I leave the USA For Ireland where skies are grey And while I leave loved ones behind I had to leave or lose my mind I miss my Sweetie Pea so much I miss her smile, her laugh, her touch So, I must go and start anew I&#8217;m bringing Linc &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2018\/05\/14\/180514\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">180514<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[40,90,36,37,29,124,7,8,100,48],"class_list":["post-2734","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-rhymes","tag-brownie","tag-colors","tag-family","tag-friends","tag-ireland","tag-irish","tag-jean","tag-linc","tag-moving","tag-planes"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2734"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2734"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2734\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4027,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2734\/revisions\/4027"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2734"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2734"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2734"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}