{"id":4382,"date":"2018-07-11T16:57:23","date_gmt":"2018-07-11T15:57:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=4382"},"modified":"2018-07-11T16:57:23","modified_gmt":"2018-07-11T15:57:23","slug":"on-evicting-a-frog-from-its-rock-home","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/on-evicting-a-frog-from-its-rock-home\/","title":{"rendered":"On Evicting a Frog from its Rock Home"},"content":{"rendered":"
\"Some<\/a>
Some frogs call this home<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

I was clearing up the cottage to put in new floors, when I noticed among the stones and grass clumps a little frog kept jumping back in among the rubble… which to it, was its home!<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

I, though man, a creature apart
\nFor the little frog had a heavy heart
\nAs it popped back in among rocks I moved away
\nJust in this little home it wanted to stay…<\/p>\n

But no, it was not to be
\nThese stones, are far bigger you see
\nI said, as I shooed it outside to hop along
\nIt looked back at me as if I did wrong…<\/p>\n

That little pile of stones, to me rubble
\nTo it was home, and worth all the trouble
\nOf within the moving piles to hide…
\nFot this was its right to live inside!<\/p>\n

Maybe for nature we should find somehow
\nTo live side by side unlike like now
\nWhere for one to live, another must lose where they call home…
\nHow many creatures I wonder, lost theirs to build cities like Rome?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I was clearing up the cottage to put in new floors, when I noticed among the stones and grass clumps a little frog kept jumping back in among the rubble… which to it, was its home! I, though man, a creature apart For the little frog had a heavy heart …<\/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":[7],"tags":[2057,4146,4147,65,4148,3982,4149],"class_list":["post-4382","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-life","tag-building","tag-frog","tag-home","tag-life-2","tag-renovation","tag-rome","tag-stones","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-18G","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":363,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/walking-the-bog\/","url_meta":{"origin":4382,"position":0},"title":"Walking the Bog","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"18th August 2013","format":false,"excerpt":"When young, or younger for I still am young I thought that my future it was to be As it was then for my father Upon the bog, working, laying rails like he For locos of peat going to power the station Summer after summer in the searing heat Sundays\u2026","rel":"","context":"In "Austerity"","block_context":{"text":"Austerity","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/austerity\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/05\/The-Offaly-Way.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/05\/The-Offaly-Way.jpg?resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/05\/The-Offaly-Way.jpg?resize=525%2C300 1.5x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/05\/The-Offaly-Way.jpg?resize=700%2C400 2x"},"classes":[]},{"id":4631,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/old-crone-of-cairn-hill\/","url_meta":{"origin":4382,"position":1},"title":"Old Crone of Cairn Hill","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"8th March 2020","format":false,"excerpt":"Old Crone of Beara is said to have dropped stones that make up cairns on Cairn Hill in Longford. 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