hey pam. since i read your blog entry yesterday, i have NOT been able to get that song out of my head!!!!!!!!!! i'm guilty of not being aware of anything outside of my pre-stroke life either. what if i had done this, what if i had done that, why can't i do this or that anymore, why me?, on & on & on etc.....

i guess it's all a part of the gig. i hope today is better!!!!!

kim

Hi Pam...I sing this song and people look at me like I'm nuts (maybe I am)

I have only heard the Louis Armstong version

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

sometimes I change the words a bit but the meaning stays the same

I heard some folks mention blogs in chat and started looking around

I hope that you don't mind