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The River Calling

Beneath forgotten trestle’s flow

Rainfall bounty, melted snow

Where heron, bass, and beaver go

I can hear

 The river calling

Misted memory’s mountain home

Rocky rapid’s rippled foam

Long lost laughter skipping stones

I can hear

The river calling

We swam, we fished

Wind’s whispered wish

Wild water’s kiss

I can hear

The river calling

Beneath its depths

Heart’s treasures rest

Life’s secrets kept

I can hear

 The river calling

My hopes, my fears

My dreams, my tears

Through passing years

I can hear

The river calling

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Until Our Trails Cross Again:

ADKO

(Author’s Endnote: This Poem appeared in the 5/22/23 online edition of The Adirondack Almanack.)

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