I see trees of green,
red roses, too,
I see them bloom,
for me and you.
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world.
I see skies of blue,
and clouds of white,
The bright blessed day,
the dark sacred night.
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world.
The colors of the rainbow,
so pretty in the sky,
Are also on the faces
of people going by.
I see friends shaking hands,
sayin’, “How do you do?”
They’re really sayin’,
“I love you.”
I hear babies cryin’.
I watch them grow.
They’ll learn much more
than I’ll ever know.
And I think to myself,
What a wonderful world.
Yes, I think to myself,
What a wonderful world.
~ George Douglas, Howard Dietz et. al.,
Sung by Louis Armstrong
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“Oh, yeeeaaahhh….” What a lovely post for a rainy Monday, Julie. Thanks!