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Lemons<\/strong><\/p>\n When life sent lemons So what now? <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Julia Groves<\/strong> Has been writing poems for over fifty years.\u00a0 During her working life she wrote funny poems for events for her workmates.\u00a0 She has been attending Helen Ivory\u2019s poetry class for the last five years.\u00a0 This has broadened the scope of her poetry considerably.\u00a0 In 2008 she had a brain hemorrhage but was lucky enough to be left with only slight disabilities.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Lemons When life sent lemons she could cleave them in two with just one blow. Then squeeze them dry with one hand till the juice ran down to her elbow. And the pips popped out. To that juice she\u2019d add sugar. She\u2019d make sweet lemonade. So what now? Life sends so many […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9535","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9535","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9535"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9535\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9539,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9535\/revisions\/9539"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9535"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9535"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9535"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nshe could cleave them in two
\nwith just one blow.
\nThen squeeze them dry with one hand
\ntill the juice ran down to her elbow.
\nAnd the pips popped out.
\nTo that juice she\u2019d add sugar.
\nShe\u2019d make sweet lemonade.<\/p>\n
\nLife sends so many lemons.
\nShe can only slip over on the sour skins.<\/p>\n