122 – And I Think To Myself

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

Some days we walk around the cities in other countries across the oceans …

Some days we walk around the waterfront in our fair little city …

And I think to myself …

In neither case, do we sit in traffic.

And that, is truly wonderful.

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