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The spoken word The spoken word is a powerful thing Whether uttered by a pauper, an actor or king For each word has a meaning that to it is unique Your words are part of you that take wing when you speak
Whether whispered very softly, or hurled in a shout A word is unstoppable once it's let out When you part with a word, you cannot take it back It flies to its intended, its' full message intact
A word can, however, be a healing thing A word can make a sore heart sing Giving relief, hope and courage to those in tears Building bridges between strangers, dispelling all fears
And a word can be a pain-giving thing It can hurt, degrade, anger and sting For the speaker and listener, endless regret and shame For the bond between them may never again be the same
A word once spoken is a life-enhancing tool Yet a weapon of destruction in the mouth of a fool Weigh your words carefully, release them with thought For words that take flight can never be caught ________________________________________________________________________________ A Pebble By James W. Foley
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 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 word, or careless: 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 is no way to stop them, once you've started them to flow.
Drop an unkind word, or careless: 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 was happy before 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 Till 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; 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. ________________________________________________________________________________ Nobody's
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