When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother, what will I be
Will I be pretty, will I be rich
Here's what she said to me.
Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will e
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.
When I was young, I fell in love
I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead
Will we have rainbows, day after day
Here's what my sweetheart said.
Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.
Now I have children of my own
They ask their mother, what will I be
Will I be handsome, will I be rich
I tell them tenderly.
Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.
Thanks for the thoughtful reply, Steve. Somewhere near the middle I mentally heard Dorris Day singing "Que serra, serra!" Lol! I respect you as a person and try to grasp your meaning though I may not always catch your drift - and appreciate your attempting to understand mine. I am not trying to convince anyone of anything. Just sharing personal thoughts and observations.
My drift is a snow drift right now. I'm snowed in. Which means i too may just b mirroring u. So yes i am trying to understand. It is nice sharing the time getting to know u and others here..some r Standard...some Mobile. Do u realize that this is the first time u have come out of your sea shell? U lived a sheltered existance all these years I have been acquainted to one such as yourself. A Shell! If u get 'snowed in' by my drift please just ask. I will make an effort at a clear honest answer. The meaning is a sincere effort at getting to know u.... that is my drift.
I have found that friendship and love is based on understanding. When an effort at understanding ceases so does friendship and love. This is because of two reasons. 1. people come to a recognition of current insurmountable differences and an impasse is often the result. 2. People like what they see and friendship and/or love increases.
