{"id":12282,"date":"2023-01-18T16:35:43","date_gmt":"2023-01-18T16:35:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.co.uk\/?p=12282"},"modified":"2023-01-18T16:35:43","modified_gmt":"2023-01-18T16:35:43","slug":"a-message-from-your-angels","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/2023\/01\/18\/a-message-from-your-angels\/","title":{"rendered":"<strong>A Message From Your Angels<\/strong>"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I had built a mannequin&nbsp;of great beauty&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">But she was lifeless&nbsp;in my small workshop&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I wanted her to sing dance and stay&nbsp;with&nbsp;me<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">But she had never left the wastes of my frozen pad&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The town of my residence was bleak and dour&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">So I used my pencils pastel to colour the barren sky&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">As I knew that this was where the angels lived<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I was given a vast velvet rainbow in return&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">On the night before Christmas I created a rainbow dress&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Out of the generous soft materials supplied&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I clothed my silent mannequin&nbsp;with the utmost care&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">And slowly she came to life and began to sweetly sing&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Later we danced in the halls of my celebration&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">And were married in the presence of all my angels&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I had built a mannequin&nbsp;of great beauty&nbsp; But she was lifeless&nbsp;in my small workshop&nbsp; I wanted her to sing dance and stay&nbsp;with&nbsp;me But she had never left the wastes of my frozen pad&nbsp; The town of my residence was bleak and dour&nbsp; So I used my pencils pastel to colour the barren sky&nbsp;&nbsp; As I [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-12282","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12282","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=12282"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12282\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12283,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12282\/revisions\/12283"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12282"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12282"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12282"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}