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off and on i have said.   The Creek of my childhood was my Mother.   The National Geographics in the attic,  my Father.

it's an interesting thing to say.  But it is also true.  for me.   and my Father arrived in the mail at the threatened United States Post Office.

i opened this edition in  "celebration",  in honor of,   Marking the month of,   Earth Day and quickly riffled through when suddenly it all went upside down!….??????   such a huge printing error?   National Geographic?   But then…..i got it.   

it's divided.   

it's divided.  yes.

how will it play out? ,  Evolution?    We WILL evolve.   These times WILL change things.   How. ? .    It's up to Us.  

 

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6 responses to “my father”

  1. Yvette Avatar

    Up to us
    Lets stop dividing but unite
    Lets be we

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  2. maria Avatar
    maria

    maby … it IS correct , our planet up site down ( while we sleep ? ) it is just a joke , and because your language is not my” mother tong ” beautyful word , i like to use it , i have no words enough , only in my head , and that’s enough for me , Big HUG for al of you

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  3. Mo Crow Avatar

    (((Grace))) love is the answer

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  4. grace Forrest Avatar

    because we ARE, we. no divide. we should be
    able to understnd that now

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  5. grace Forrest Avatar

    you have all the words anyone might need

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