{"id":1983,"date":"2014-07-19T19:12:58","date_gmt":"2014-07-19T19:12:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=1983"},"modified":"2015-06-29T19:25:12","modified_gmt":"2015-06-29T19:25:12","slug":"just-keep-walking","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/just-keep-walking\/","title":{"rendered":"Just Keep Walking"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Sometimes when walking where you are going you do not know<br \/>\nBar that the path is there to be walked<br \/>\nOne foot in front of the other, out you go<br \/>\nThis is one journey at which not to be baulked&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Each bend brings to sight a new view<br \/>\nYour bravery pays off on sight of your destination<br \/>\nLife is but a journey which me must keep passing through<br \/>\nEach session of troubles but a stopping station&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/Insta-Just-Keep-Walking.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/Insta-Just-Keep-Walking.jpg\" alt=\"Just Keep Walking\" width=\"800\" height=\"800\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-1986\" srcset=\"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/Insta-Just-Keep-Walking.jpg 800w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/Insta-Just-Keep-Walking-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/Insta-Just-Keep-Walking-300x300.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 800px) 100vw, 800px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sometimes when walking where you are going you do not know Bar that the path is there to be walked One foot in front of the other, out you go This is one journey at which not to be baulked&#8230; Each bend brings to sight a new view Your bravery &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[64],"tags":[1506,2172,72],"class_list":["post-1983","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-inspirational-poetry","tag-inspirational-poetry-2","tag-just-keep-walking","tag-positive-thinking","column","twocol"],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-vZ","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":588,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/each-step-we-take\/","url_meta":{"origin":1983,"position":0},"title":"Each Step We Take","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"13th September 2014","format":false,"excerpt":"We know not what lies ahead, As our journey through life we make We walk to meet it regardless With each faltering step we take. 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