{"id":263,"date":"2024-09-17T09:42:21","date_gmt":"2024-09-17T14:42:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dreaminginplot.com\/MainBlog\/?p=263"},"modified":"2024-09-17T09:42:21","modified_gmt":"2024-09-17T14:42:21","slug":"book-hoard","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/dreaminginplot.com\/MainBlog\/2024\/09\/17\/book-hoard\/","title":{"rendered":"Book Hoard"},"content":{"rendered":"

Because books are doors to magic.<\/em><\/p>\n

There is a place that I can go
\nWhere I can make the summer snow.
\nI can make the winter bright
\nAnd make the sunshine in the night.<\/p>\n

There is a place that I can hide
\nWhile the bigger boys play out side.
\nThere I can be as strong as they
\nAnd go to lands quite far away.<\/p>\n

I slew a dragon there today.
\nTomorrow, I\u2019ll stand on the quay
\nAnd watch the ships as they sail
\nAnd maybe I\u2019ll go hunt a whale.<\/p>\n

Perhaps, instead, I\u2019ll travel far
\nFollowing a distant star
\nUntil I sail to lands unknown
\nThat only wizards are ever shown.<\/p>\n

Never mind the dangers lurking deep
\nTo haunt the world while I sleep.
\nI return with the day
\nAnd with my friends chase them away.<\/p>\n

There is a place I often go
\nWhere all the world is mine to know.
\nThe books there open worlds to me
\nBe they star or land or sea.<\/p>\n

Book Hoard<\/em> copyright \u00a9 Heather Strickler 2024<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Because books are doors to magic. There is a place that I can go Where I can make the summer snow. I can make the winter bright And make the sunshine in the night. There is a place that I can hide While the bigger boys play out side. There I can be as strong… Read More Book Hoard<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":265,"comment_status":"open","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_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[14,13],"tags":[19,11,18],"class_list":["post-263","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry","category-writing","tag-childrens","tag-poetry","tag-whimsy"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/parUcj-4f","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":342,"url":"http:\/\/dreaminginplot.com\/MainBlog\/2025\/02\/25\/dragon-in-the-garden\/","url_meta":{"origin":263,"position":0},"title":"Dragon in the Garden","author":"Heather","date":"February 25, 2025","format":false,"excerpt":"A bit of fun and how brothers can get a touch protective. 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