and her beautiful mess.

Wonders

Thursday, 6 July 2017
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. Saying, "How do you do?" They're really saying, "I love you". I hear babies cry, 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.


2 comments on "Wonders"
  1. Woah great poem and pictures too, How perfectly you managed to make the relation between your poem and pictures. I just loved your work and keep on posting

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