{"id":4836,"date":"2020-11-23T04:45:24","date_gmt":"2020-11-23T04:45:24","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=4836"},"modified":"2020-11-23T04:52:46","modified_gmt":"2020-11-23T04:52:46","slug":"envelope-on-the-floor-at-christmas-during-covid","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/envelope-on-the-floor-at-christmas-during-covid\/","title":{"rendered":"Envelope on the Floor at Christmas During COVID"},"content":{"rendered":"
\"Christmas<\/a>
Christmas Tree at the brothers in Birr<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

To those who whom we do not write,
\nIt might be good to do so this year,
\nFor they may have no other thought
\nIn times of worry and of fear.<\/p>\n

The friendly word, the Christmas card,
\nThe thought that they know they are thought of there…
\nDon’t forget this Christmas time
\nThat your card carries a prayer.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

To those who whom we do not write, It might be good to do so this year, For they may have no other thought In times of worry and of fear. The friendly word, the Christmas card, The thought that they know they are thought of there… Don’t forget this …<\/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":[4319],"tags":[358,386,4362,4279,4278],"class_list":["post-4836","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-covid19","tag-christmas","tag-christmas-poem","tag-christmas-under-covid","tag-covid","tag-covid19","column","twocol"],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-1g0","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":4807,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/christmas-under-covid-lockdown-in-ireland\/","url_meta":{"origin":4836,"position":0},"title":"Christmas Under COVID Lockdown in Ireland","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"6th November 2020","format":false,"excerpt":"We are hoping Ireland is not at Level 5 for Christmas, and that churches will be open for the Christmas. 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