I don’t know your name
or even if you’re alive,
but I’m doing all I can
to make sure you survive.

I’m your great- great grandmother
who lived a century ago
in a world far different
from the one you must know.

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February 12, 2019
by
Joan Marshall
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To my great-great grandchildren,

I don’t know your name
or even if you’re alive,
but I’m doing all I can
to make sure you survive.

I’m your great- great grandmother
who lived a century ago
in a world far different
from the one you must know.

For I was given a world
by those who came before me
that was abundant and beautiful…
miraculous to see.

But we were arrogant and wasteful,
caring only for today,
with no thought for your tomorrow…
or the price you must pay.

Too late, we understood
all the damage we had done
to the earth and all its creatures,
as the web of life unspun.

Though my days now are waning,
this I promise to do…
Fight the senseless greed and lies
and try to save this world….for you.

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