{"id":427,"date":"2013-10-08T17:23:05","date_gmt":"2013-10-09T00:23:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/?page_id=427"},"modified":"2014-03-24T01:10:33","modified_gmt":"2014-03-24T08:10:33","slug":"my-friend-at-the-end-of-the-path","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/writing\/writing-2013\/my-friend-at-the-end-of-the-path","title":{"rendered":"My Friend at the End of the Path"},"content":{"rendered":"<h5><em>By Martin Falatic<br \/>\nWritten 2013-10-08 17:00<br \/>\nRevised 2013-10-08<\/em><\/h5>\n<div>\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n<p>I watch your tears fall, salty and warm on your face<br \/>\nThough I cannot cry like you I understand and gently kiss them away<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t blame: I relished our time together, through thick and thin<br \/>\nTimes of joy and worry and heartache and hope<br \/>\nYou smile and laugh as the Little One runs free, as I once did<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t regret: I watch thoughtfully as they gallop and play,<br \/>\nEnjoying the toys, enjoying the smiles, enjoying our company<br \/>\nI know my long walks and playful romps here are in the past now<\/p>\n<p>My eyes have dimmed, and my hearing is dulled, but I remember&#8230;<br \/>\nI chase and hunt in dreams now, my friend watching in the distance,<br \/>\nWaiting patiently for me to follow, waiting to be together again<\/p>\n<p>And now, as you gather close, I rally enough to look you in the eyes<br \/>\nKnowing that soon I will be unbound from this pain and infirmity,<br \/>\nKnowing that soon I will also\u00a0run free again<\/p>\n<p>I would be happier still if your eyes were as mine<br \/>\nSoft and understanding, seeing what I see in the distance<br \/>\nFor I have no tears &#8211; only good wishes for you<\/p>\n<p>And would that your voices be filled with happy memories,<br \/>\nNot lamentations and heartache, not grief and impotent rage,<br \/>\nFor we are beyond all that now<\/p>\n<p>And so I am eager to rejoin my friend, waiting for me<br \/>\nAs he did in life, and in my dreams of grass and sunlight<br \/>\nWe will be reunited at the end of this path<br \/>\nAnd together we will gambol as we explore the next&#8230;<\/p>\n<div>\n<hr \/>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>By Martin Falatic Written 2013-10-08 17:00 Revised 2013-10-08 I watch your tears fall, salty and warm on your face Though I cannot cry like you I understand and gently kiss them away I don&#8217;t blame: I relished our time together, through thick and thin Times of joy and worry and heartache and hope You smile [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":425,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"class_list":["post-427","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/427","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=427"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/427\/revisions"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/425"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.martysparadox.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=427"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}