It doesn’t stop here, you know.
Like rippling rings on a pond,
your encouraging words,
your positive thoughts,
your assuring messages–
They all inspire me.

They are all going places.
Places you could never go yourself,
Into lives you’ll never get to meet.
Like rippling rings on a pond,
it will reach out, it will comfort,
cool other souls and accept.

With your friendship and your acceptance…
Like rippling rings on a pond,
It will carry me to all distances,
reach me with indifference,
Yes, my dearest,it doesn’t stop here.

This poem was written/submitted by Merlyn Sprankling.