{"id":395,"date":"2019-02-23T04:31:43","date_gmt":"2019-02-23T04:31:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/?p=395"},"modified":"2019-02-25T19:39:28","modified_gmt":"2019-02-25T19:39:28","slug":"the-pearl","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/the-pearl\/","title":{"rendered":"The Pearl"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"clear: both\"><\/div>\n<p>During midday the gallant King of Hearts does appear in a whirl,<br \/>\nIn one hand a single rose and the other a necklace with a single pearl.<\/p>\n<p>The King whispers the words and tries to profess,<br \/>\nI am not a romantic sort with any success.<\/p>\n<p>Then he smiles softly and says the pearl is for the first year with you as my wife,<br \/>\nI will love you forever and I am glad you came into my life.<\/p>\n<p>And a quickly as he came into the Queen&#8217;s place,<br \/>\nHe was gone like the wind without a trace.<\/p>\n<p>Later that eve when the moon was so clear.<br \/>\nThe Queen drove up to the Castle that was near,<\/p>\n<p>The Queen glided up the steps with delight,<br \/>\nAs her King and her lover awaited inside with passions that night.<\/p>\n<p>Again the King whispers the words and tries to profess,<br \/>\nI am not a romantic sort with any success<\/p>\n<p>Then he smiles softly and touches the pearl around her sweet throat<br \/>\nand says this pearl is for the first year with you as my wife.<br \/>\nThen from behind him, he does show, the rest of his tote<br \/>\nAnd this string of pearls is for the rest of our life.<\/p>\n<hr>\n<p>Poem Style &#8211; Rhyme \/ Poem Catagory &#8211; Love<br \/>\nWritten by Lady Kathleen<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>During midday the gallant King of Hearts does appear in a whirl, In one hand a single rose and the other a necklace with a single pearl. The King whispers the words and tries to profess, I am not a romantic sort with any success. Then he smiles softly and says the pearl is for [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":1886,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","rop_custom_images_group":[],"rop_custom_messages_group":[],"rop_publish_now":"initial","rop_publish_now_accounts":{"facebook_10217940033071675_2067660953325404":"","twitter_62031022_62031022":""},"rop_publish_now_history":[],"rop_publish_now_status":"pending","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":true,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[32,5],"tags":[217,390,397,408,438,475,489,557,601,626,629,683,732,828,829],"class_list":["post-395","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-love","category-rhyme-style","tag-eve","tag-king-of-hearts","tag-lady-kathleen","tag-life-poem","tag-love","tag-midday","tag-moon","tag-passions","tag-queen","tag-rest-of-our-life","tag-rhyme-style","tag-single-rose","tag-string-of-pearls","tag-whirl","tag-whispers"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/files\/2019\/02\/life.jpg","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/paKwh0-6n","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/395","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=395"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/395\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1886"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=395"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=395"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=395"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}