Thorn And Rose

I don’t know about tomorrow
But this morning I feel fine
What an intricate, wonderful world
When we stroll up on cloud nine

I don’t know which day’s my last
I just know right now I love
All the world with all its follies
Thorn and rose, hawk and dove

Wish I could right each wrong I see
Spruce and trim every known eyesore
Wish a few drops of bliss would seep,
Abide in your court forevermore.