{"id":2892,"date":"2018-10-01T13:13:04","date_gmt":"2018-10-01T20:13:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/?p=2892"},"modified":"2018-10-01T13:13:04","modified_gmt":"2018-10-01T20:13:04","slug":"181001","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2018\/10\/01\/181001\/","title":{"rendered":"181001"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/images\/2018\/181001.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>181001<br \/>\nThere\u2019s a light in the darkness of everybody\u2019s life<\/p>\n<p>I get in bed, turn off the light<br \/>\nAnd miss the things we did at night<br \/>\nI miss the cuddles and the spoons<br \/>\nSo I turn on her favorite tunes<br \/>\nThe sound of music in my ears<br \/>\nHelps to reduce the constant tears<br \/>\nI cannot sleep, try as I might<br \/>\nI\u2019m not ok, but I\u2019m alright<\/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(\"181001 There\u2019s a light in the darkness of everybody\u2019s life I get in bed, turn off the light And miss the things we did at night I miss the cuddles and the spoons So I turn on her favorite tunes The sound of music in my ears Helps to reduce the constant tears I cannot sleep, try as I might I\u2019m not ok, but I\u2019m alright\", \"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>181001 There\u2019s a light in the darkness of everybody\u2019s life I get in bed, turn off the light And miss the things we did at night I miss the cuddles and the spoons So I turn on her favorite tunes The sound of music in my ears Helps to reduce the constant tears I cannot &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2018\/10\/01\/181001\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">181001<\/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":[46,74,7,11],"class_list":["post-2892","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-rhymes","tag-bed","tag-crazy","tag-jean","tag-music"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2892"}],"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=2892"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2892\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2893,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2892\/revisions\/2893"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2892"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2892"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2892"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}