"What a Wonderful World"
"I see trees of green, red roses too
I see ’em bloom, for me and you
And I think to myself...what a wonderful world.
I see skies of blue, clouds of white
The bright blessed days and dark sacred nights
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 cry, I watch them grow.
They’ll learn much more, than I’ll never know
And I think to myself...what a wonderful world"
Can you hear it? Can you hear Louis Armstrong singing the song "What a Wonderful World"? It's one of my favorite songs and one that reminds me of Frankye's mother whenever I hear it. She wanted that song played at her funeral (and it was). I think it says so much about the kind of person she was that despite her agoraphobia, she saw the world as wonderful.
I went yesterday to meet my cousins' daughters' new baby. Thanks to the internet I learned that Sally is my cousin, her daughter Amy, who I always thought was my second cousin, is actually my "first cousin once removed", and her new baby, Erin, is my "first cousin twice removed". Who knew?? It is a little complicated but it has to do with whether or not you share the same grandparents.
Seeing Erin made me think of Louis Armstrong singing "What a Wonderful World", especially the line, "I hear babies cry, I watch them grow. They’ll learn much more, than I’ll never know", and I realized that it's true, she will. The world will be so much different for her than it was for Frankye's mom and someday she will look at a new baby and realize the same thing. I hope when that time comes she can say it's a wonderful world too. I know if her parents and grandmother have anything to do with it she will. She is a special new life, and a welcome addition to our dwindling family.
I guess this is the stuff of life.
I see ’em bloom, for me and you
And I think to myself...what a wonderful world.
I see skies of blue, clouds of white
The bright blessed days and dark sacred nights
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 cry, I watch them grow.
They’ll learn much more, than I’ll never know
And I think to myself...what a wonderful world"
Can you hear it? Can you hear Louis Armstrong singing the song "What a Wonderful World"? It's one of my favorite songs and one that reminds me of Frankye's mother whenever I hear it. She wanted that song played at her funeral (and it was). I think it says so much about the kind of person she was that despite her agoraphobia, she saw the world as wonderful.
I went yesterday to meet my cousins' daughters' new baby. Thanks to the internet I learned that Sally is my cousin, her daughter Amy, who I always thought was my second cousin, is actually my "first cousin once removed", and her new baby, Erin, is my "first cousin twice removed". Who knew?? It is a little complicated but it has to do with whether or not you share the same grandparents.
Seeing Erin made me think of Louis Armstrong singing "What a Wonderful World", especially the line, "I hear babies cry, I watch them grow. They’ll learn much more, than I’ll never know", and I realized that it's true, she will. The world will be so much different for her than it was for Frankye's mom and someday she will look at a new baby and realize the same thing. I hope when that time comes she can say it's a wonderful world too. I know if her parents and grandmother have anything to do with it she will. She is a special new life, and a welcome addition to our dwindling family.
I guess this is the stuff of life.
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