{"id":2476,"date":"2014-09-16T19:17:15","date_gmt":"2014-09-17T02:17:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/spclarke.com\/?page_id=2476"},"modified":"2014-09-16T19:17:15","modified_gmt":"2014-09-17T02:17:15","slug":"epilogue","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/spclarke.com\/?page_id=2476","title":{"rendered":"Epilogue"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Consequently,<\/p>\n<p>the torrential ennui terminated.<\/p>\n<p>The three travelers pushed forward,<\/p>\n<p>Like the first rivulets of an onrushing flood.<\/p>\n<p>Anna Marie waded toward<\/p>\n<p>The hole in the water.<\/p>\n<p>Mother dropped her spoon,<\/p>\n<p>As she looked up to see<\/p>\n<p>The hole devour Anna Marie.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Father dropped his shovel<\/p>\n<p>in the ditch,<\/p>\n<p>Nearly falling ass over Nairobi,<\/p>\n<p>(but God was on his side),<\/p>\n<p>As Anna Marie disappeared with the tide.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Resolutely,<\/p>\n<p>Mother and Father left without Anna Marie,<\/p>\n<p>Who had left without consent&#8211;<\/p>\n<p>And hence, without sympathy,<\/p>\n<p>Was left without a family.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>As her struggle subsided,<\/p>\n<p>her new-found friend chided,<\/p>\n<p>And she abandoned hope<\/p>\n<p>of ever seeing Mother or Father again.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>And as the transient night fell down once more,<\/p>\n<p>Mother and Father were heading for Orland<\/p>\n<p>In the indigent Ford;<\/p>\n<p>Looking for their little lost daughter<\/p>\n<p>In the houses of the Lord.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Winter 1974<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Consequently, the torrential ennui terminated. 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