{"id":1479,"date":"2018-12-18T20:01:11","date_gmt":"2018-12-19T02:01:11","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/?p=1479"},"modified":"2019-02-14T22:05:36","modified_gmt":"2019-02-15T04:05:36","slug":"coffer-of-love","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/2018\/12\/18\/coffer-of-love\/","title":{"rendered":"Coffer of Love"},"content":{"rendered":"

I heard a tune that went straight to my soul and gave me wings,<\/span><\/p>\n

I can\u2019t recall the melody but it came from my angel that softly sings,<\/span><\/p>\n

All the pipers played a sad melody for the soldiers departed to war,<\/span><\/p>\n

The drum and fife drew upon departed souls to play an elders score,<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Goodbye I heard so loud as I held a photograph near my lips in vain,<\/span><\/p>\n

In a distant window a lone small candle burns in memory of the slain,<\/span><\/p>\n

Humanity reigns again as the emotions of war makes grown men cry,<\/span><\/p>\n

Memories of departure flood my heart as her love makes me soar high,<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Forgive me I cry, my bullets were fired true as devastation was the result,<\/span><\/p>\n

A heavy burden we\u2019ll carry for life but journalist brand us in a final insult,<\/span><\/p>\n

Yet the drum and bugle plays a march for those whose youth is denied,<\/span><\/p>\n

During daylight of war I\u2019d see her in my mind and alone at night I cried,<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

My life began the day I saw her there so beautiful with long dark hair,<\/span><\/p>\n

I was born to be with her I have no doubt in my heart, worry or a care,<\/span><\/p>\n

When pressures seem too heavy and pain inflicts it\u2019s due I think of her,<\/span><\/p>\n

She is in my heart or at my side, I rejoice that her love is in my coffer.<\/span><\/p>\n

The end. I love you<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I heard a tune that went straight to my soul and gave me wings, I can\u2019t recall the melody but it came from my angel that softly sings, All the pipers played a sad melody for the soldiers departed to war, The drum and fife drew upon departed souls to play an elders score,   […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-1479","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-uncategorized","7":"czr-hentry"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1479","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1479"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1479\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1480,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1479\/revisions\/1480"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1479"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1479"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1479"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}