{"id":5232,"date":"2023-11-26T20:25:59","date_gmt":"2023-11-26T20:25:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/?page_id=5232"},"modified":"2023-11-27T22:42:57","modified_gmt":"2023-11-27T22:42:57","slug":"anywhere-shes-walking","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/a-poems\/anywhere-shes-walking\/","title":{"rendered":"Anywhere She\\&#8217;s Walking"},"content":{"rendered":"<p> Anywhere She&#8217;s Walking<br \/>\nby cricketjeff on October 26, 2011.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved<br \/>\nHer lips were made of laughter and her smile of summer sun<br \/>\nI&#8217;d swear she taught the nightingale to sing<br \/>\nIn love forever after with a waterfall of fun<br \/>\nShe always made the best of everything<br \/>\nShe walked on windswept beaches so the waves could kiss her hair<br \/>\nAnd anywhere she&#8217;s walking I&#8217;ll be there<\/p>\n<p>We lay on grassy pillows with our fingers intertwined<br \/>\nMade birds and fish from clouds that floated by<br \/>\nPlayed hide and seek in willows where the silent lake was lined<br \/>\nAnd dreamed that we could swim across the sky<br \/>\nShe walked through woodland pathways so the leaves could brush her hair<br \/>\nAnd anywhere she&#8217;s walking I&#8217;ll be there<\/p>\n<p>On Autumn expeditions to a land of golden leaves<br \/>\nWe&#8217;d dance through drifts that crunched beneath our feet<br \/>\nThe tender intermissions that my memory perceives<br \/>\nMake days of foolish loneliness complete<br \/>\nShe walked in winter moonlight so the beams could gild her hair<br \/>\nAnd anywhere she&#8217;s walking I&#8217;ll be there<\/p>\n<p>Before I&#8217;d ever met her I was lost and I was found<br \/>\nAnd afterwards I knew where I must be<br \/>\nNow I cannot forget her or the visions or the sound<br \/>\nThat made the days she gave me poetry<br \/>\nShe walks along my daydreams so that I can touch her hair<br \/>\nAnd anywhere she&#8217;s walking I&#8217;ll be there<\/p>\n<p> Author notes<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s a long time since a poem woke me up and demanded to be written down &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Anywhere She&#8217;s Walking by cricketjeff on October 26, 2011.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved Her lips were made of laughter and her smile of summer sun I&#8217;d swear she taught the nightingale to sing In love forever after with a waterfall of fun She always made the best of everything She walked on windswept [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":9692,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-5232","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/5232","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5232"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/5232\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6276,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/5232\/revisions\/6276"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/9692"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5232"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}