Oak Woman

Dear Lucille, I treasure your poem as a reminder of all 
the life that’s left to live in a culture that worships the young. 
What is a forest but the strongest of bones, what is 
a blossoming but an awakening of self. The sapling 
girl is still inside but the Oak woman is stronger & fiercer,
still chasing wildness & wonder. You showed us how.
Respectfully, your ardent admirer

Na/GloPoWriMo day 17 prompt: For today’s challenge, write a poem in which you respond to a favorite poem by another poet.
I chose this poem by Lucille Clifton. I love it & have this screenprint in my photo app.