Pebble in the Water
By
Sunday, August 17, 2003
Drop a pebble in the water, just a splash, and it is gone,
But there's half a hundred ripples circling on and on and
on; Spreading, spreading from the center, flowing out into
the sea, But there isn't any way of telling where the end is
going to be. Drop a pebble in the water; in a minute you
forget, But there's little waves a-flowing, and there's
ripples circling yet, And there's little ripples flowing, to
a great big wave have grown. And you've disturbed a
mighty river just by dropping in a stone.
Drop an unkind word or gesture; in a minute it is gone,
But there's half a hundred ripples circling on and on and
on; They keep spreading, spreading, spreading from the
center as they go, And there isn't any way to stop them
once you start them on to flow. Drop an unkind word or
gesture, in a minute you forget, But there's little waves
a-flowing, and there's ripples circling yet, And perhaps
in some sad heart a mighty wave of tears you've stirred,
And disturbed a life that's happy when you dropped that
unkind word.
Drop a word of cheer and kindness; just a flash and it is
gone, But there's half a hundred ripples, circling on and
on and on, Bearing hope and joy and comfort on each
splashing, dashing wave, 'Til you wouldn't believe the
volume of the one kind word you gave. Drop a word of
cheer and kindness; in a minute you forget, But there's
gladness still a-swelling and there's joy a-circling yet,
And you've rolled a wave of comfort, whose sweet music
can be heard Over miles and miles of water, just by
dropping a kind word.
-- Author Unknown. Submitted by Eve Smith
