These days, Dad comes home early. I love these last days of the year. In the bus stands, in traffic or the roads, it seems that everyone is rushing to be with their loved ones. These days, I am humming the song, ‘What a beautiful day’ by Louis Armstrong. These lines from the song describe my feelings more than anything else:
"I see trees of green, red roses too.
I see em bloom for me and for you,
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world."
I love singing it with Dad - it’s
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