Dyckia Mother Africa

Mother Africa

Dyckia Mother Africa is a toast to Land of live and suffering.

What a Continent! People!

Africa!

Black, white, red , yellow, green, blue, orange, purple, violet, amber, polka doted, striped...

we all were born in Africa.

Life began in Africa.

A toast to its people.

All Nations owe not just respect and help to Africa..we need its pardon.

We owe Africa  more than help....much more than help.

I am 55 years old. My first real and true friend I made when I was less than two years old and barely could walk.

My friend was a woman, an old woman an old wonderful black as onix woman.

She was tall, thin and as black as the color of these letters here...She was for sure one of the best people and friend one can find. Adorable says nothing...

Thank you my friend...I still miss you....and I wil never forguet you no matter the ages....

This is for you!