{"id":43,"date":"2015-09-02T13:58:51","date_gmt":"2015-09-02T13:58:51","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/howardpell.com\/?page_id=43"},"modified":"2018-03-13T20:32:30","modified_gmt":"2018-03-13T20:32:30","slug":"you-always","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/howardpell.com\/?page_id=43","title":{"rendered":"always"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/howardpell.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/09\/IMG_1001-1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-thumbnail wp-image-44\" src=\"https:\/\/howardpell.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/09\/IMG_1001-1-150x150.jpg\" alt=\"IMG_1001 (1)\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<h4><em>Swirling sands on sun-drenched shore,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And blankets like band-aids, turned just so,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> With castles of all kinds, doomed before the advancing tide.<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Umbrellas, like M &amp; M\u2019s spilled across a table, with their<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Occupants shielded from the searing sun, but not the glorious view.<\/em><\/h4>\n<h4><em>A gull shrieks, children laugh and shout, and the ocean roars<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And You, with your shades, and suntan oil, and radio, lifting<\/em><br \/>\n<em> and caressing the sand with the gentlest touch,<\/em><br \/>\n<em> letting it drift between your fingers back to its home, like water<\/em><br \/>\n<em> pouring in to a vessel, causing no ripple.<\/em><\/h4>\n<h4><em>On the morrow, the beach is vast and empty, like a blackboard cleaned<\/em><br \/>\n<em> after the last schoolchildren have happily departed.<\/em><br \/>\n<em> The sea has come and gone, leaving nothing of what had been, but<\/em><br \/>\n<em> You are there, with your gentle touch, always.<\/em><\/h4>\n<h4>H. A. PELL<\/h4>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Swirling sands on sun-drenched shore, And blankets like band-aids, turned just so, With castles of all kinds, doomed before the advancing tide. Umbrellas, like M &amp; M\u2019s spilled across a table, with their Occupants shielded from the searing sun, but not the glorious view. A gull shrieks, children laugh and shout, and the ocean roars [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-43","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/howardpell.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/43","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/howardpell.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/howardpell.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/howardpell.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/howardpell.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=43"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/howardpell.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/43\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":74,"href":"https:\/\/howardpell.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/43\/revisions\/74"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/howardpell.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=43"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}