{"id":548,"date":"2019-01-27T20:45:04","date_gmt":"2019-01-28T02:45:04","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/?p=548"},"modified":"2019-02-25T18:58:17","modified_gmt":"2019-02-25T18:58:17","slug":"my-mother","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/my-mother\/","title":{"rendered":"My Mother"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"clear: both;\"><\/div>\n<p><strong>My Mother<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Thank goodness I have the mother I have because you see,<br \/>\nI don\u2019t think any other mother would have put up with me.<\/p>\n<p>When I was young before I was one I had a tumor in my eye,<br \/>\nThe doctors told my mom \u201cnow don\u2019t let her cry\u201d,<br \/>\nIf I had cried I would have totally lost my sight,<br \/>\nBut thanks to my Mother I can see alright.<\/p>\n<p>When I was a teen I was invited to my first prom,<br \/>\nI was outfitted like a princess all thanks to my Mom.<\/p>\n<p>When I grew older and had kids of my own,<br \/>\nAnd it seemed trouble times were blown,<br \/>\nAnd when all seemed lost &#8211; it was mom I could call,<br \/>\nShe would make me feel loved like when I was small.<\/p>\n<p>Now that I am older and my kids are all gone,<br \/>\nIt is mom that I call in the morning dawn.<\/p>\n<p>I don\u2019t think any mother could have loved me more,<br \/>\nAnd Mom\u00a0is the person <strong>I love and adore<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p>Poem Style &#8211; Rhyme \/ Poem Catagory &#8211; Family<br \/>\nWritten by Lady Kathleen<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p>For Mom on Mother&#8217;s Day<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_1818\" style=\"width: 219px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1818\" class=\"wp-image-1818 size-medium\" src=\"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/files\/2019\/02\/Margaret-Highschool-grad-1954-209x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"209\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/files\/2019\/02\/Margaret-Highschool-grad-1954-209x300.jpg 209w, https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/files\/2019\/02\/Margaret-Highschool-grad-1954.jpg 348w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 209px) 100vw, 209px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-1818\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">This is my Mom (Margaret) in High School<\/p><\/div>\n<div>\n<div id=\"attachment_554\" style=\"width: 227px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><a href=\"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/files\/2019\/02\/Margaret-Highschool-grad-1954.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-554\" class=\"size-full wp-image-554 \" title=\"Kathleen High School\" src=\"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/files\/2019\/02\/Kathleen-HighSchool-Grad1.jpg\" alt=\"Kathleen High School\" width=\"217\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-554\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">This is Me (Kathleen) in High School<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My Mother Thank goodness I have the mother I have because you see, I don\u2019t think any other mother would have put up with me. When I was young before I was one I had a tumor in my eye, The doctors told my mom \u201cnow don\u2019t let her cry\u201d, If I had cried I [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":1817,"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":[24,5],"tags":[224,304,367,397,484,492,496,593,595,775,792,799],"class_list":["post-548","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-family","category-rhyme-style","tag-eye-doctors","tag-goodness","tag-i-love-you","tag-lady-kathleen","tag-mom","tag-morning-dawn","tag-mothers-day","tag-princess","tag-prom","tag-thanks-to-my-mother","tag-trouble-times","tag-tumor"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/files\/2019\/02\/kathy_age2_withmom.jpg","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/paKwh0-8Q","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/548","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=548"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/548\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1817"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=548"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=548"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=548"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}