What A Wonderful World Lyrics
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.
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."
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
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
What a wonderful world
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I absolutely love this story........ It
made me cry. Very touching. "An 87
Year Old College Student Named Rose
The first day of school our professor
introduced himself and challenged us
to get to know someone we didn’t
already know. I stood up to look
around when a gentle hand touched
my shoulder. I turned round to find a
wrinkled, little old lady beaming up
at me with a smile that lit up her entire being. She said, “Hi handsome. My
name is Rose. I’m eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?” I laughed and
enthusiastically responded, “Of course you may!” and she gave me a giant
squeeze. “Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?” I asked. She
jokingly replied, “I’m here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a
couple of kids…” “No seriously,” I asked. I was curious what may have
motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age. “I always dreamed of
having a college education and now I’m getting one!” she told me. After class
we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.
We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months, we would
leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to
this “time machine” as she shared her wisdom and experience with me. Over
the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends
wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention
bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up. At the end of
the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I’ll never forget
what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she
began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on
the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone
and simply said, “I’m sorry I’m so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this
whiskey is killing me! I’ll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell
you what I know.” As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, “We do not
stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There
are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success.
You have to laugh and find humor every day. You’ve got to have a dream.
When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around
who are dead and don’t even know it!There is a huge difference between
growing older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for
one full year and don’t do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old.
If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything
I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn’t take any talent
or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change.
Have no regrets. The elderly usually don’t have regrets for what we did, but
rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with
regrets.” She concluded her speech by courageously singing “The Rose.” She
challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At
the year’s end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years
ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep. Over two
thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful
woman who taught by example that it’s never too late to be all you can
possibly be .When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of
advice to your friends and family, they’ll really enjoy it! These words have
been passed along in loving memory of ROSE. REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER
IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL. We make a Living by what we
get, We make a Life by what we give."
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I made a few "Old looking" jewelry
sets last night.. There were three
sets..one has an owl with beautiful
brown eyes and it's done in brown
and black beads (not shown).. the
other two one has a (pretend watch)
with a big cream colored bead.. and
the other beads are old looking cream
colored LARGE beads with (looks like
cracks in them and two different
purple beads.. The other has a crown hanging in the center with the same "old
looking" cream colored beads mixed with some amber and brown beads..
What a hobby! The only thing about it is making so many and doing nothing
with them.. I have sold a few.. but not having great luck at it.. Maybe as
Christmas gets closer?? IF YOU HAPPEN TO KNOW ANYONE MIGHT LIKE
SOME OF THEM, PLEASE PASS ALONG MY BLOG PAGE... I'D APPRECIATE IT!
HUGS!!!http://making-memories-by-patty.blogspot.com/2013/10/kimberlins-jewelry-fun.html THANKS SOOO MUCH...
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ALSO PRAYING FOR OUR FAMILY, EXTENDED FAMILIES, FRIENDS, NEIGHBORS, CO-WORKERS AND YOU AND YOURS.. EACH OF YOUR PRAYER LIST AND THE UNSPOKEN OF EACH PERSON... PRAYING FOR GOD TO WRAP HIS LOVING ARMS AROUND EACH OF US AND BLESS US SPIRITUALLY, PHYSICALLY, EMOTIONALLY, MENTALLY, FINANCIALLY AND WITH HIS WONDERFUL LOVE, GRACE, GUIDANCE, MERCIES, AND A SPECIAL BLESSING EACH THAT WE KNOW ONLY HE KNOWS THAT WE NEED.. FATHER, WE GIVE YOU ALL OUR LOVE, HONOR, PRAISE, AND GLORY FOR ALL THINGS, IN JESUS HOLY NAME, AMEN.
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