{"id":2343,"date":"2019-07-22T12:14:29","date_gmt":"2019-07-22T12:14:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.thepoetryoftonygraham.com\/?p=2343"},"modified":"2020-02-24T18:58:42","modified_gmt":"2020-02-24T18:58:42","slug":"a-leafs-lament","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.thepoetryoftonygraham.com\/?p=2343","title":{"rendered":"A Leaf&#8217;s Lament"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>Sitting here watching the plants being battered by relentless gusts of wind, after having just endured a severe frost and wondering just what those poor leaves must be feeling. <\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\"><figure class=\"aligncenter is-resized\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-2357 aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/www.thepoetryoftonygraham.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/07\/023-2-1-644x537.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"338\" height=\"280\" \/><\/figure><\/div>\n\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">It&#8217;s not easy being a leaf these days,<br \/>By Jack Frost I&#8217;ve been abused,<br \/>And now by a howling gale<br \/>I\u2019m being battered and bruised.<br \/>If only I could be like a plant&#8217;s root,<br \/>Buried way beneath the ground,<br \/>Protected from the frost and wind,<br \/>A warm and peaceful haven found.<br \/>Not being bothered by the hot sun.<br \/>The outside world would not intrude,<br \/>Just need the old man to give me water,<br \/>And the occasional dose of plant food.<br \/>With a worm or two for company,<br \/>(Hopefully a mole I&#8217;d never meet),<br \/>Maybe some other roots to chat with,<br \/>As we lay spreading our feet.<\/p>\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\"><figure class=\"aligncenter is-resized\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"  wp-image-2613 aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/www.thepoetryoftonygraham.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/12\/TOOTG-Copyright-2016-2020-01.jpg\" alt=\"TOOTG Copyright 2016-2020 01\" width=\"164\" height=\"98\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.thepoetryoftonygraham.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/12\/TOOTG-Copyright-2016-2020-01.jpg 5000w, https:\/\/www.thepoetryoftonygraham.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/12\/TOOTG-Copyright-2016-2020-01-300x180.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.thepoetryoftonygraham.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/12\/TOOTG-Copyright-2016-2020-01-768x461.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.thepoetryoftonygraham.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/12\/TOOTG-Copyright-2016-2020-01-644x386.jpg 644w, https:\/\/www.thepoetryoftonygraham.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/12\/TOOTG-Copyright-2016-2020-01-1200x720.jpg 1200w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 164px) 100vw, 164px\" \/><\/figure><\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sitting here watching the plants being battered by relentless gusts of wind, after having just endured a severe frost and wondering just what those poor leaves must be feeling. 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