My poem, Raking, is in the spring issue of Muddy River Poetry River. Here is the poem:
Raking
leaves today—
old whisk rake
with the sound
of someone
trying to get
my attention.
The leaves fell
from a street
maple—a tree
about as old
as I am.
We thought we’d
lost it last year
but a little
trimming
brought it back
to life—
these leaves
the reward.
Now I can’t
help wonder,
as I lean
on my rake
like the codger
I’ve become,
if that old maple
will outlive me—
and if it does
will it somehow
acknowledge
my passing?
Stevie's Law 
Love that sound of the whisk rake trying to get your attention. Congrats!
Mary Rohrer-Dann
Author, Taking the Long Way Home, Kelsay Books, 2021
https://kelsaybooks.com/products/taking-the-long-way-home
“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”
Mary Oliver — The Summer Day
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Thanks Mary.
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