Drop a pebble in the water
just a splash and it is gone,
but there are half-a-hundred ripples
circling on and on and on.
Spreading, spreading from the center
flowing onward to the sea,
and there is no way of telling
where the end is going to be.
Drop a word of cheer and kindness
just a splash and it is gone,
But there are a 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.
Brop a word of cheer and kindness
in a minute you forget,
but there is gladness still a swelling
and there's joy a cirlcling yet.
For you've rolled a wave of comfort
whose sweet music can be heard,
over miles and miles of water
by just dropping one kind word.