Drop a pebble in the water,
just a splash, and it's gone,
But there's half-a-hundred ripples
circling on and on,
Spreading from the center,
flowing on out to the sea,
And there is no 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 those little waves a-flowing
to a great big wave have grown,
You've disturbed a mighty river
just by dropping in a stone.
Drop an unkind or careless word,
in a minute it's gone,
But there's half-a-hundred ripples
circling on and on,
They keep spreading,
spreading from the center as they go,
And there's no way to stop them,
once you've started them to flow.
Drop an unkind or careless word,
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 was happy
when you dropped that unkind word.
Drop a word of cheer and kindness,
just a flash and it's gone,
But there's half-a-hundred ripples
circling on and on,
And you've rolled a wave of comfort
whose sweet music can be heard,
Over miles and miles of water
just by dropping one kind word.
Author Unknown