{"id":407,"date":"2022-05-20T17:55:51","date_gmt":"2022-05-20T17:55:51","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/?p=407"},"modified":"2022-05-20T17:55:52","modified_gmt":"2022-05-20T17:55:52","slug":"we-rarely-even-realize-that-we-made-it","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/we-rarely-even-realize-that-we-made-it\/","title":{"rendered":"We Rarely Even Realize That We Made It"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Grateful for<br>what came before<br>for teaching me a lesson<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">To trust my gut<br>and wonder what<br>could truly be my passion<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It\u2019s hard to see<br>our growth if we<br>just keep our eyes set forward<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">So take the time<br>to glance behind<br>and notice what you\u2019ve conquered<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Grateful forwhat came beforefor teaching me a lesson To trust my gutand wonder whatcould truly be my passion It\u2019s hard to seeour growth if wejust keep our eyes set forward So take the timeto glance behindand notice what you\u2019ve conquered<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":241,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-407","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/407","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=407"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/407\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":408,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/407\/revisions\/408"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/241"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=407"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=407"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=407"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}