A Wonderful World Poem by Evans Ehiorobo

The sun rises, the same way it sets; The rose blooms, the same way as the rest; The birds chirp, then descend to peck; All of them compiled, in this beautiful sunrise, It's a wonderful world. A baby boy is born, the people rejoice; He grows into a child, they are filled with joy; He becomes an adult, their tears well up with love; They are all very merry, because they feel, It's a wonderful world. I sometimes sit and ponder, what I'll do without this world; My brain is lost in wonder, if there could be anything more; I would love to go yonder, and exclaim the good about this world; but I can't, so you will have to help me say, It's a wonderful world.