With apologies to Louis Armstrong
I'd see trees of green... red roses too
I'll see them yet... the sun is still due
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
I see trees of gray... and clouds of black
The rain was supposed to go... but now it's back
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
The colors of the rainbow... are missing from the sky
They're missing from the faces... of people rushing by
I see umbrellas popping up... and galoshes too
Their owners are thinking... I need you
I see Saga shake... her coat is wet
It's supposed to be sunny... perhaps it will be yet
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself
What a wonderful world
I'd see trees of green... red roses too
I'll see them yet... the sun is still due
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
I see trees of gray... and clouds of black
The rain was supposed to go... but now it's back
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
The colors of the rainbow... are missing from the sky
They're missing from the faces... of people rushing by
I see umbrellas popping up... and galoshes too
Their owners are thinking... I need you
I see Saga shake... her coat is wet
It's supposed to be sunny... perhaps it will be yet
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself
What a wonderful world
The weather reports were calling for a bright sunny day of about seventy degrees today. It was raining as Saga and I took our walk this morning. Perhaps the day will get nicer after sunrise...
Wherever you are today, I hope that you'll think to yourself: "What a wonderful world!"
Don Bergquist - June 06, 2008 - Lakewood, Colorado, USA
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