{"id":1960,"date":"2015-06-24T20:28:15","date_gmt":"2015-06-24T20:28:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=1960"},"modified":"2015-06-24T20:34:03","modified_gmt":"2015-06-24T20:34:03","slug":"before-we-forgot","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/before-we-forgot\/","title":{"rendered":"Before We Forgot"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Before we forgot<br \/>\nThanks to dogma preached<br \/>\nWe worried not<br \/>\nIf sacrament we had reached<br \/>\nBefore sharing each other<br \/>\nNeath the skies above<br \/>\nLoving one another<br \/>\nTruly making love<\/p>\n<p>In time churches clutches faded<br \/>\nOnce more we were free<br \/>\nTo love as love is<br \/>\nAnd was meant to be<br \/>\nBut we discovered the physical<br \/>\nThe emotional not attained<br \/>\nWe are so much like we were<br \/>\nAnd yet so little from before retained.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_1963\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1963\" style=\"width: 640px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/All-Hallows-Eve-Sketch-in-Kilkenny-by-Edmund-Fitzpatrick.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/All-Hallows-Eve-Sketch-in-Kilkenny-by-Edmund-Fitzpatrick.jpg\" alt=\"All Hallows Eve - Sketch in Kilkenny by Edmund Fitzpatrick\" width=\"640\" height=\"456\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1963\" srcset=\"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/All-Hallows-Eve-Sketch-in-Kilkenny-by-Edmund-Fitzpatrick.jpg 640w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/All-Hallows-Eve-Sketch-in-Kilkenny-by-Edmund-Fitzpatrick-300x214.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1963\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">All Hallows Eve &#8211; Sketch in Kilkenny by Edmund Fitzpatrick<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Before we forgot Thanks to dogma preached We worried not If sacrament we had reached Before sharing each other Neath the skies above Loving one another Truly making love In time churches clutches faded Once more we were free To love as love is And was meant to be But &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[145,1],"tags":[1648,2146,2147,2145,65,362,883,2144,1490],"class_list":["post-1960","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-love-poems","category-uncategorized","tag-church","tag-courtship","tag-dancing","tag-folk","tag-life-2","tag-love","tag-morals","tag-peasents","tag-taboo","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-vC","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":4471,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/pondering-poetry\/","url_meta":{"origin":1960,"position":0},"title":"Pondering Poetry","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"29th March 2019","format":false,"excerpt":"Whimsical verse on poetry, and the relationship between poet and reader...","rel":"","context":"In &quot;Writing&quot;","block_context":{"text":"Writing","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/writing\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"From an exhibition in Longford a few years back","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/03\/From-an-exhibition-in-Longford-a-few-years-back.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/03\/From-an-exhibition-in-Longford-a-few-years-back.jpg?resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/03\/From-an-exhibition-in-Longford-a-few-years-back.jpg?resize=525%2C300 1.5x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/03\/From-an-exhibition-in-Longford-a-few-years-back.jpg?resize=700%2C400 2x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/03\/From-an-exhibition-in-Longford-a-few-years-back.jpg?resize=1050%2C600 3x"},"classes":[]},{"id":1456,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/we-are-but-passing-through\/","url_meta":{"origin":1960,"position":1},"title":"We Are But Passing Through","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"7th February 2015","format":false,"excerpt":"History, crumbles, before our eyes And walking past, we wonder not Someday, for all that we are We too, like those who here lived, will be forgot... 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