{"id":265,"date":"2015-07-10T18:52:26","date_gmt":"2015-07-10T18:52:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/?p=265"},"modified":"2015-07-10T18:52:26","modified_gmt":"2015-07-10T18:52:26","slug":"some-of-the-beautiful-thoughts-that-are-portrayed-in-martin-freiers-poetry","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/some-of-the-beautiful-thoughts-that-are-portrayed-in-martin-freiers-poetry\/","title":{"rendered":"Some Of The Beautiful Thoughts That Are Portrayed In Martin Freier&#8217;s Poetry"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\t\t   I Wish To Share Some Of Martin Freier\u2019s Poetry With The Public<br \/>\n\t\t\t\t\tby Cheryl Freier<br \/>\n\tIn continuing to show you some of the poetry that Martin Freier wrote, here are some sentences from the poems, Life And The Clock:<br \/>\n\u201cToo many precious moments pass by,<br \/>\nWithout people asking why.<br \/>\nWhen they look around,<br \/>\nThe day is gone.<br \/>\nTomorrow comes on the wings<br \/>\nOf a bird that sings\u201d.<br \/>\n\tMartin Freier was a survivor of the Nazi Holocaust.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I Wish To Share Some Of Martin Freier\u2019s Poetry With The Public by Cheryl Freier In continuing to show you some of the poetry that Martin Freier wrote, here are some sentences from the poems, Life And The Clock: \u201cToo many precious moments pass by, Without people asking why. When they look around, The day [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"advanced_seo_description":"","spay_email":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true},"categories":[1],"tags":[356,355,357,75],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p8LuB6-4h","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/265"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=265"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/265\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":266,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/265\/revisions\/266"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=265"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=265"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=265"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}