{"id":831,"date":"2013-11-09T03:39:34","date_gmt":"2013-11-09T03:39:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/saryuparikh.gujaratisahityasarita.org\/?p=831"},"modified":"2013-11-09T03:40:38","modified_gmt":"2013-11-09T03:40:38","slug":"831","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/saryuparikh.gujaratisahityasarita.org\/?p=831","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-834\" alt=\"swing\" src=\"http:\/\/saryuparikh.gujaratisahityasarita.org\/files\/2013\/11\/swing-300x224.jpg\" width=\"300\" height=\"224\" srcset=\"http:\/\/saryuparikh.gujaratisahityasarita.org\/files\/2013\/11\/swing-300x224.jpg 300w, http:\/\/saryuparikh.gujaratisahityasarita.org\/files\/2013\/11\/swing.jpg 448w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;--><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: .0001pt;text-align: center;line-height: normal\" align=\"center\"><span style=\"font-size: 14.0pt;font-family: 'Cambria','serif'\">Touch the Sun<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: .0001pt;text-align: center;line-height: normal\" align=\"center\"><span style=\"font-size: 14.0pt;font-family: 'Cambria','serif'\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: .0001pt;text-align: center;line-height: normal\" align=\"center\"><span style=\"font-size: 14.0pt;font-family: 'Cambria','serif'\">She sits on the swing, thinks she has wings.<br \/>\nShe wants to touch the sun,<br \/>\nsays, \u201cPush higher and higher,<br \/>\nso I can touch it soon.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: .0001pt;text-align: center;line-height: normal\" align=\"center\"><span style=\"font-size: 14.0pt;font-family: 'Cambria','serif'\"><br \/>\nThe smile on her face<br \/>\nThe glee in her eyes<br \/>\nHer pink pretty cheeks,<br \/>\nThe hair in the air<br \/>\nSaying, \u201cNana, push\u00a0more, much higher than the sun.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: .0001pt;text-align: center;line-height: normal\" align=\"center\"><span style=\"font-size: 14.0pt;font-family: 'Cambria','serif'\"><br \/>\n\u201cThe time has come, the tricks you have known.<br \/>\nLet\u2019s see how far and high you can swing on your own.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin-bottom: .0001pt;text-align: center;line-height: normal\" align=\"center\"><span style=\"font-size: 14.0pt;font-family: 'Cambria','serif'\"><br \/>\nShe pushes so high she almost touches sky,<br \/>\nBut what goes up has to come down.<br \/>\nNana stands by her side while she struggles to stay high.<br \/>\nThe sun looks down, slightly laughing at her stride.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: center\" align=\"center\">&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; Touch the Sun \u00a0 She sits on the swing, thinks she has wings. She wants to touch the sun, says, \u201cPush higher and higher, so I can touch it soon.\u201d The smile on her face The glee in her eyes Her pink pretty cheeks, The hair in the air Saying, \u201cNana, push\u00a0more, much higher [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":11,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[69],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-831","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-69"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/saryuparikh.gujaratisahityasarita.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/831","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/saryuparikh.gujaratisahityasarita.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/saryuparikh.gujaratisahityasarita.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/saryuparikh.gujaratisahityasarita.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/11"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/saryuparikh.gujaratisahityasarita.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=831"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/saryuparikh.gujaratisahityasarita.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/831\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/saryuparikh.gujaratisahityasarita.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=831"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/saryuparikh.gujaratisahityasarita.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=831"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/saryuparikh.gujaratisahityasarita.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=831"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}